(The following is a sample preview of one of my many work-in-progress novels that I write on the down time. You will see more of this from me in due time) One Flowing, so wisely, the mantra of the Reef sang. An eb and flow, so much an eb and flow as so, of waves…
Category: Literature
It’s Quiet on Mythical Monday
Cinders pile and settle like tormented plow lands Stone pillars and synthetics crumble to make way For monolithic creatures of black and red The voices cry and the voices are afraid As vapors reverberate throughout the abyss Subtle hums of structures long gone still remain fixed Mists of exhaust travel to and fro in waves…