"Tamahagane Steel." : A Lazarus Graim Tale_A Chasm_Repentance_On the Way to Easy Street
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"Tamahagane Steel." : A Lazarus Graim Tale
TW: slurs My finger rose sharply. The immaculate cuticle at the end of my accusatory digit, shimmered like polished Tamahagane steel. My sudden unconscious action, weighed heavy in the air, like an intentionally drawn Katana blade. There was no time to breath. In fact all oxygen seemed to have disappeared; like fearful onlookers, fleeing a deadly Ronin showdown. My finger held its position. It did not waver or tremble; it held steady and thus I held the room in awe. I looked down the sight of my arm and past the finwww.onedoor.ccger. The sight I beheld was the expected outcome of my terrible, insensitive re...
A Chasm
The best way to describe them was inseparable. Two exquisite moppets romping around the moth eaten vegetable garden, near an old dilapidated house. Their infectious laughter rang out like tinkling glass. Ava with her beautiful smooth mahogany skin, enormous chocolate eyes and tiny coils that framed her lovely face led Susannah into the tool shed. The butterfly they were trying to capture had landed inside. Susannah with her porcelain skin, azure eyes, and sun kissed curls tried to stifle the burgeoning giggle that was trying to escape. Ava, lifting a raised finger to her lips to quiet her, lur...
Repentance
I looked solemnly out at the large window in the room, in which I will live for the next 8 months of my life, it was the only solution. After finding out the test results, I had gone to my father who arranged it all, secretly, shamefully. Having a father who was Pastor of a small church did not allow for such error, only, except, I am human. Is my God so cruel that I could not resist temptation of the boy I loved? You see, my mother passed away when I was small, leaving my father to raise me and the housekeeper, Mary Beth, so I spent a lot of time alone. My father was always busy with his wor...
On the Way to Easy Street
On the Way to Easy StreetJolene and I have this deal. No matter what our week was like we go out on Saturday night. Nothing big. Just a restaurant, maybe a movie. We get some time with each other and away from the kids, and they get time away from us. I love our kids. But a four-and five-year-old can suck the life out of you faster than a vampire on speed. Steven, the older one, likes to make believe I'm a ladder and climb to my shoulders. And Lynn tries to do whatever her brother does. So I have these two kids climbing all over me. It's fun for about five minutes.Of course I'm at work most o...