The Darkness.Crows caw in wicked delight as the small, weary group of travellers wandered north through the thick fog which blanketed the floor of the dense lush forest. The women within the travellers held a bundle in her arms, which squirmed lightly in her grasp. She rubbed the bundle lightly. The fog had deepen, the tree branches looked like twisted, broken, spindly arms. Two arms clasp the women's' leg, she looked down gasping expecting a creature, but in end she saw a young child, at seven years of age. He had a small heart shaped face, and fair golden hair."Sash, what is wrong?" the women asked the young child."I'm scared," looking up at the women, his bright blue eyes shone in the night sky. The black lines which ended in a tip at the end of his face, was a stark contrast compared to his pale white skin. He held his arms out towards the women, wanting to curl up into her arms. The women shook her head and guided her head towards the bundle. Sash looked down at the ground, saddened. A snarl
Loveless Soul - Poem.Smiles of content drift from each grin,Soleful eyes glimmer deeply. One soft gesture turn to be adoring love.Lights of my soul flicker above,As my undying love is shattered.Tears roll gracefully down and broken hearted souls cheek,As they watch their anchor leave with out a second glance back.Dreamful hopes died, under unforgiveness of one's soul.They cry in sorrow, from the endless love of their heart,With no return, fire turns to ice.