Is it all an oddity?
Are we flakes of empty dust spinning on a ball of rust?
Maybe..
But the Light is ours to see.
You had eyes but sowed them shut..
But that feelings in your gut, won't fade.
Is it all a tragedy?
Are we flashes in a rut?
Going in and out of love?
Maybe..
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Lightningstarlight
Feb 14, 2020 06:22PM
After five years I've returned with more word vomit. Read my new story the Rooks! An Update: All my other stories are haulted for now. Including Electrokenisis. It's been five years and I don't reall...View all Conversations
Stories by Lightningstarlight
The Rooks
Rusty falls in with a strange group of monster hunters after going grave robbing. Suddenly he's drawn into a...
Kilara
Orendo is a simple farm boy. He spends his days tending crops and caring for the animals. That is until invad...
The Great Big Book of Word Vomit
A huge mess of word vomit: short stories and chapters to books I've not completed or worked on much.