Morning, Corday the 9th of Tanot, 674 AG (After Godswar) A small village on the western coast of the Kingdom of Arcadia The spring sunshine shone lightly on the small sheltered cove, filtering through the trees that spread out from the top of the cliffs bordering it on three sides and casting dappled shadows on the sandy beach.

This poem expresses my father's reaction to my graduation from High School. It was his way of showing off. His way of telling me how proud he was, :).

About thresholds and how to overcome them (Inspired by Proverbs 29:23 and Matthew 11:28-30).

when bound to tree, over your knee...

especially for my niece ♥ happy b'day

about my mummy & daddy.

The Killer, a man in his late thirties, early fourties, gave a malignant smirk as he sharpened the small blade he currently held in his hand.

Contemplating the tarot...