Stories from the Silver Isle's

I can feel the shivered and shallow depths of the ice capped waters that I rest in. The gentle ri...

It’s the painful writhing of the necrosis This Night , the blood pulsing like a drowning arachnid...

Sam – do you know what it is like to feel pain, from the loss of love never gained?   Muse – W...

When the crown rests upon pearl, to see the dragon’s future, and evil rests before the crowns han...

It was an exhausted broken breath that left me leaning against a splintered fence pole. My eyes w...