Stray

Why did we have to spot her? By all accounts the gods know we have done our best, taking on one too many before, now knowing our limits and that of our yard and sanity; Yet there she was, and we felt before seeing, noticed slight movement and heard a low warning...

Pup

The pain of loving intertwined, remembering that which is treasured will be lost, even as ‘forever’ spills from the lips; Gazing now at this precious face, new life paused in eternity long enough to be companions for awhile and it must suffice, though water seeps from...

Ink Blot

Quill pressed to vellum and the raven liquid bleeds onto the page, seeping into parchment as words impress themselves on minds of those who seek elucidation; There is no turning back save the alchemy of fire, while a mere century later, fingers snap plastic keys as a...