ᏔᎾᎡᎠᏚ ᎪNᎠ ᎷᏌᏚᎬᏚ

"And behold, at the ends of days, there comes a flood into the minds of the given few. These floods are of all that can be given- of knowledge, of bloodlust, of prophecy, of pain.

One found themselves accursed with this before time's fall. One was damned to have words meant for doomsday on their tongue. This one walked among the daughters of Adam and the sons of Eve; yet, they were never alike to them.

And on the day they learned of putting their terrible thoughts to paper, their inner being rejoiced. Finally, the world could learn of what they had to say, but in a way that kept the sting of unknowing judgement from their stained skin. They were free- at least, for as long as their new chains were."
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Greetings, traveler.
Welcome to Words and Muses.

Here, you will find a collection of my poetry and short stories, most of which pose questions that aren't meant to be answered. Be aware that some of these brim on uncomfortable topics, or can be unnerving. You have been warned, but I will attempt to add a trigger/content warning in the beginning of each piece.

Key:
SS = Short Story
CW = Creative Writing
P = Poetry

Update Schedule:
Whenever my mind sparks some new topic for me and work allows me to get things done.