Up towards the vortex

d’Verse prosery Even as the King's mages work desperately to repair my charred eyes, I cannot help but clutch my fists apprehensively, for how can I be sure I shall see again? The world on the first of May was peaceful, no different than the last of April, really, although the skies seemed just a… Continue reading Up towards the vortex

An impromptu rooftop visit

He recalled her wild spontaneity, always pushing him beyond his comfort zone. He'd fallen in love on an impromptu rooftop adventure. As she'd sat there, enjoying the sunset, he'd sat watching the wind whipping her long, beautiful hair around… worrying that she might get blown off the roof. This piece of flash fiction was written… Continue reading An impromptu rooftop visit

As the light faded slowly

Ever so tenderly and with devoted reverence, Neeraj approached his beloved Aarav and pet his friend's face, as the light slowly faded from the ancient, gentle elephant's luminous golden eyes. This piece of flash fiction was written in response to: The Sunday Muse #208;Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #257

Her silk dress fell to the floor

For all the money he'd throw at her, she felt herself his possession and hated it. Finally, she'd had enough. "I'm leaving you," she said, as her silk dress fell to the floor, followed by her jewelry and lingerie. "You can keep everything." Naked, she turned provocatively towards the front door, as he stood there… Continue reading Her silk dress fell to the floor

With and for the hope of your nation

d’Verse prosery During these darkest days, child, you must allow yourself to talk what you please of future spring; and sun-warm’d sweet tomorrow will, in this very way, become reality. Yes, the Russians invaded your home and murdered your family; they've raped and tortured your neighbors; they've decimated your city. Yes, much of your country… Continue reading With and for the hope of your nation

Soaring out into the sky

Her father was a world-renowned yodeler from Switzerland; and her mother played electric guitar in a heavy metal band; but the child was born mute and would cringe at even the slightest noise. Considered a freak and largely ignored, she kept to her bedroom, magically bringing shadow-birds to life and sending them soaring out into… Continue reading Soaring out into the sky

The gushing rush of words

An American paragraph* (an experimental form) Tired to the point of his brain shutting down, he couldn't focus at all. Poetry, it seemed, wouldn't be forthcoming until he got some sleep. However, sleep was quite elusive these days, for he dreamed in verses. That was always agitating, causing him to clench his teeth at night.… Continue reading The gushing rush of words

Descend into the catacomb

Cowed into silence, those sitting around the circular table observed as the sorcerer raised the enchanted wine glass over the sleek surface and slowly turned it sideways. Water miraculously began pouring from the empty vessel, as the wizard inverted it fully and placed it at the center of the table. The crystalline liquid continued spreading,… Continue reading Descend into the catacomb