ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴘᴏᴇᴍs ᴀs ᴘᴇʀᴇɴɴɪᴀʟ ʀᴇғʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜᴛʜ Storms are temporary. They come and go, but when they hit us, we may not be prepared. These poems may seem bleak and dark at first but as you read along, you'll realise that all we have to do to get over such hurdles in our lives is just to embrace the storm. I hope you find you find meaning in these poems just as I have and I wish all of you every happiness. -'AMN **ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴏᴇᴛʀʏ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇs 'ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʟᴇsᴛɪɴᴇ sᴜɴʙɪʀᴅ', ᴀ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴘᴏᴇᴍ ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɪsʀᴀᴇʟ-ᴘᴀʟᴇsᴛɪɴᴇ ᴄᴏɴғʟɪᴄᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴢᴀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇs ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴍᴏᴠᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ. © apostropheA (2014)

In the world of Raedric, Caia Iriye is hunted by the soldiers, sought out by the King; she lives in the shadows, hiding, surviving. She runs, runs until she cannot run anymore, until finally, she is found. Not by the King nor his soldiers, but something much more dangerous, a creature of the night that seems to know more about her than she knows of herself. The tattoos that mark her skin are more than what they seem; they tell a story, one long forgotten to the universe, one that the King wants erased. Join Caia in her journey through the world- and through time- as she unravels the truth in her history, and the truth of the world. But the shadows are always there; calling her, beckoning her to join their side, the side of darkness, pulling her in as she tries to fight their promising lies. But she can only last so long, and when she gives in, no one, not even the man who loves her, can stop her.