In her endless sleep, a princess dreamed of a farmer. His voice was like frozen honey, rugged and smooth all at once. He whispered only the kindest of words, the softest of comforts. His calloused hand cupped her cheek and led her to a small cabin that smelled of cedar and smoke. The two sipped … Continue reading Dream
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Oblivion
The world was desolation. Vast grey dunes rolled beyond the horizon. Great spires thrust upward from the ashen wastes. The sky was the colour of an old bruise. My feet were scraped raw. My throat groaned with every breath. My tears ran black and ruddy. I did not remember where I came from, only that … Continue reading Oblivion
Corey Laisure 