Poetry: Benediction

BENEDICTION by The Wordslayer If I wrote one last time, And my ink became illegible, And my words forever silenced, My life a memory and my feelings detached, My mind clouded in high skies, And I float precariously in unknown vastness, Let not my absence be mourned , Let this last forge be immortal, May... Continue Reading →

Woman of the Realm

'His voice was husky. Immediately she knew that this was the kind of man whose ceiling had been stared at by more than the fair share of female eyes. He was the kind that always had his way without even asking'

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