The sharp pitch of raven’s cry Penetrates my heart. The far-off cry ringing silently in my ears Sounding in harsh painful slaps. - The mournful cry of lost love Echoing through the peaks. The silent lilt of dreadful agony Drives tears into the heart. - Wrath’s cold note clutching at my fears Finding depth within. … Continue reading The Solitary Raven
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The Nightmare of Hell’s Claws, part 3
Midnight. The Jagged Wilds on The Violent Rise, Island of Ayyergsoun, Coast of Ireland. Peter shivered as he walked through the forest behind the boy, who they had recently found out was called Brandon MacGee, and looked around nervously. There was something about the forest that seemed-unnatural. He shivered again. He had wanted to bring … Continue reading The Nightmare of Hell’s Claws, part 3
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