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I’m beginning to discover that dealing with grief is a constant compromise that happens within yourself. This is as important as compromise with anyone that you truly want to get along with.
Like Ranger’s Oath and Garden Tended before it this is a poem well known in the fantasy world of Talarin. It is supposed to be a poem that teaches a lesson, taught to young people or shared when we are busy missing the forest for the trees.
He stared at the costume hanging from the closet’s door handle. Before he would have looked at this costume and have been thrilled of the possibilities it could bring. Now he looked at it and saw only death. Here he was, a 35 year old man who thought he could be a hero, but all …
Being a Dad is hard.
Not too long ago I responded to a daily prompt with a post about an imaginary fantasy land named Talarin. I started to write this little poem, realized they were wedding vows, and liked the idea of them taking place in this same fictional village. Enjoy!
I stumbled from the hospital that morning, my mind numb and bewildered. The first thing I noticed was how absolutely gorgeous the day was. It was an unseasonably nice October day, and was what you would probably consider the perfect weather. The blistering summer was slowly giving way to winter in a rare example of …
I didn’t really like sports growing up. It simply wasn’t something I was very interested in. While others were relishing watching Football on TV, I was watching Goku fight Freiza. When others wanted to read about the stats of their favorite baseball player, I was busy reading Tolkien. Others might be playing a game of …
I’ve tried to disperse bouncier and more fanciful writing in between my more morose posts, but I’m coming to find out writing is part of my process for coping. Thanks for bearing with me.
I dare to achieve With a smile I look for you Your still gone; I break via Daily Post Prompt.