Battle-Song of the Morrigan Aaaiiiieeeeee!!! And I call my sisters The battle-crow The fury The horse-mother To come to me. Black shadows on the horizon

The Memories of Fand In the dead of night when the ocean is quiet and my people sleep free from fear… Still yet I cannot sleep I am caught on the edge of dreaming

Nothing to see, nothing to see, move along...

The word "almost" became a sigh that grew into a smile drawn into a thought on pieces of paper carried by the northern wind

Long before The torrential Rain Comes Pouring down Warnings comes In the guise of heavy Dark clouds Followed by Lightning and Thunder Mum's commanding Voice Carrying urgency

My playgroup days, when I originally wrote this, are long behind me. But some things, I suspect, never change...

“Gah! Would you hold still?” complained Assassino as he shot at Ge’es who ran around the place avoiding the carbon bullets being shot at him.

as the truth finally comes to you and you realize you were wrong, the answer you’ve said aloud in your head will be drowned out by the screams of your end. Because that second was your last.