THE RETURN OF THE RAINS_The Night of Flames_To Mama_Clan of Wolves: The Portrait of A Broken Angel
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THE RETURN OF THE RAINS
Kalyra was born into a world where rocks and dust were the most prominent features. Her birth was hard, and she was left with a crooked foot that gave her a permanent limp. She was an observant, kind-hearted, artistic child. She spent a great deal of her childhood drawing on the cave walls imagining into reality the world of the Storytellers. From her birth, she rarely saw rain in her world. In fact, her people had adapted to a way of life that was attuned to the scarcity of water. They were a cave people. The underground spring that supported her family and the other cave-dwelling families w...
The Night of Flames
Torchlight flickered and bounced around the darkened alleyway, crouching down, Bobby steadied his breathing. Tonight is the night, he was finally going to have revenge on the townspeople for the wrongs they did to him. He was going to burn down their warehouse of flammable goods and weaponry, as well as destroy their shipwww.onedoor.ccs, making them lose a huge chunk of their income. “You ready?” whispered his partner, Jonathan. “Yeah, let’s do this” As Bobby and Jonathan hurtled down the street, keeping to the shadows, they looked around for a warehouse which contained the items they needed. “Found it, “g...
To Mama
"Write about somebody breaking a cycle."To Mama,Thank you for you for giving me life, I know that the labour must've been painful because that was all you talked about when we fought. Thank you for making sacrifices, yet always choosing to sacrifice my opinions for your endeavours. But you always apologised, then continued starting the cycle again, a routine that casted spells. You've always enervated my emotional state because of how you would shower me with affection like rain does for plants. But even if rain was good, it'd end up to be trouble for you and I. Especially me, your daughter wh...
Clan of Wolves: The Portrait of A Broken Angel
THE POIRTRAIT OF A BROKEN ANGEL A Clan of Wolves Story by Kevin HowardACT ONE Yuo casts a vicious gaze into his bathroom mirror but what’s peering back at him isn’t his reflection. Instead, the image of a dashing young man, with long raven hair, pale skin, and sorrowful eyes of a piercing green hue, reflects from the other side. The young man’s name is LIGHT, a rather poignant choice for the shred of clarity left unclaimed by Yuo’s dangerous psychosis. LIGHT speaks. “Poor Yuo; subjugated to the delusions of his mind yet here am I, innocent from the role of malefactor to your mental deception. ...