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The mist throughout the tree descends Around the golden leaves it blends. The sweet and simple hues of fall Together bound with a silky scrawl. – A silent whispered breath it stays Bending light into a haze. A delicate strand of silky song Twisting through the sharp night long. – A pinch of sky brought … Continue reading Worthless Gold
Over in the yellowing grass One can see a shadow pass A valiant creature, great, but rare There’s a tiger passing there The dawn’s first light shines in his eyes Over in the grass it lies Stalking on the wild deer There’s a tiger passing here With years of skill it moves its tail Every … Continue reading The Hunt
Now Mr. Ebinson liked his clock for another reason. The simplicity of its hands as they told the time obscured the complex machinery, and the button on the fifty-first second dot. Upon pressing that fateful button, it would molecularly transport him to his lab deep under New York. He did this every third Tuesday because … Continue reading The Unusual Absences of Mr. Ebinson Pt 3
In which we learn a little bit more. But what made him feel like he knew what he was talking about, what made him feel like a leader, like he could be trusted, that was all on the inside, and Marie couldn’t take a picture of that. Hunter remarked that they were “Getting close now.” … Continue reading The Zwillings Pt. 12
My dreams often are their own engine, Taking themselves on roads uncharted. It’s dangerous. But when I drive my dreams, The car breaks down.
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