The Silent Watcher A priest who doesn't preach A priest who only watches A priest whose words are like water for the parched Collecting souls and Dreamers alike Sealing away demons To seal his future within A man with no compassion Only ambition A man who will do what is necessary A man who changes... Continue Reading →
The Unknown Spirits Arriving at the time of most need Taking the souls from the Land Creating peace for the dead Damned or not Giving the choice A choice that cursed Cursing the innocent Cursing the damned A curse created from a kindness A kindness a child distorted A kindness that created destruction Destruction... Continue Reading →
The Child Dreamer: A Dead Dreamer Prequel ᛖᚦᛈᛟᛋᛖᛞ Neither Catori nor the Medicine Man made mention of my visit with the ᛋᛈᛁᚱᛁᛏᛋ or the ᚠᛁᚱᛖ. Not until years later. I had turned fourteen, and by then, most of the tribe was back to treating me the same. They still ᚠᛖᚨᚱᛖᛞ me, but they had become... Continue Reading →
Reckless in his hunt Destruction in his wake Ice catches fire The dreamer exposed George has been reckless in the Land of the Dead. And soon his recklessness will cost him everything he knows. But does that mean it will be all over for him? Or just the beginning? Catch up on Chapter Five now... Continue Reading →
The Father The unloved soul Cursed with hate and violence Only to be blessed with a wife A wife with everlasting love A wife cruelly taken away A wife taken by a child Tormented by her death Repeating the torture he once knew Repeating the cycle Ending with the child's death Only to cause his... Continue Reading →
Scarred by life's challenges There are some things he cannot speak aloud Some words that he cannot see His language marred by the Fade Damaged by the chaos The cursed words changed yet unseen Never the same Fate took them away The Child Dreamer
Recently, I was asked by a friend for some help on a script he was writing. We spent hours discussing the plot and what emotion he was trying to invoke from his audience. This lead to an interesting thought. My experience in life has altered my reaction to things differently than most.
The Child Dreamer: A Dead Dreamer Prequel ᚠᛁᚱᛖᛋᛟᚠᚲᚺᚨᛝᚷᛖ I was only nine when I began my ᚺᚢᛝᛏ. None of the ᚺᚢᛗᚨᛝᛋ knew what I was doing. Every ᛝᛁᚷᚺᛏ on the full ᛗᛟᛟᛝ, I would fall asleep within the ᛒᛁᚨᚲᚲᛋᛗᛁᛏᚺᛋ's home and look for them. Seek out those ᚲᚱᛖᚨᛏᚢᚱᛖᛋ who ᛗᚨᚱᚲᛖᛞ those to ᛞᛁᛖ. They reminded... Continue Reading →