The hammer beat against the red-hot sword, their clang resounding through the empty forge, a war cry. Once, twice, thrice, the Blacksmith beat the steel, until it was as smooth as a blade of grass, but far deadlier. Satisfied, he plunged the weapon into a vat of oil and hung it on the wall, to … Continue reading War’s Gift
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Time’s Curse
“I knew love once,” Time says to me, his stony clock face void of emotion. I have never laid eyes on him before, but when he first entered my shop, mere minutes ago, I knew him on sight. Now, his giant form sits hunched in the wicker chair across from me, looking as out of … Continue reading Time’s Curse
Nature’s Dream
Nature is asleep. You watch her sleeping soundly, her head tucked under her arms, unconsciously protecting long braids of flowers and vines. Her breathing is slow, so slow that you have to press your ear to the cool moss of her chest in order to hear it. The moss tickles your ear. You pull away, … Continue reading Nature’s Dream
Fate’s Trick
When shall we three meet again In thunder, lightning, or in rain? —Shakespere’s Macbeth, Act I, Scene I It’s all wrong. The sun is shining painfully bright and there isn’t a cloud in sight. I lift a hand to shade stormy eyes, my gaze sliding across the blossoming park. The air smells of flowers and … Continue reading Fate’s Trick
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