Poetry, prose and pretty words to fill the void.

Oh sweetest wood, Oh sweetest nails, Oh precious blood. Come, let us, bending knee, adore.

I'm experimenting with this story right now and thought I'd share some of it. Thoughts and reviews are appreciated! The center for all trade in Everlost is under attack. It's up to the courage of two brave people, from two different backgrounds and histories, to save the island, and maybe themselves. But can they ever get along well enough to stop causing explosions and problems for everyone around them? Only time will tell as they get caught up in a tangled web of deceits, Evil, and choices.

The dream to succeed. That's all Angela needs. Or is it? In the end, is that all we need? Or is it what we're missing? Some might go through life with nothing but their dream and fall apart. Others might go through missing the dream and living a life without purpose. In the end, will Angela learn the difference? Will she float or fall?