The Angel and The Demon "Look at her curled and segmented horns, she's a demon," ranted a voice in his head. "Her eyes, I see something in them, something human," Talon rebuttled, "A warmth." "Her claws are thick and her arms are strong," argued the voice, "and her tail is massive and armed with an axe blade. She's a destroyer." "Her claws are still rather sharp, and the blades on her tail are not blunted, dulled or stained," Talon stated, "she's no destroyer. She uses them in defense." "Something is wrong with you Talon," said the voice, "The apathy that has shielded you from pain is melting away. You really want to get hur
Case of Identity - CW PoemCase of IdentityAs I gaze into the dragon's den,I see a beast of crimson, hardened skin;Who's horns are of molten gold and silver;Who's leather wings are large and silver tone;And fur mane, blue and black, round bout his neck.His tail limp in bitter sorrow,Wings splayed out in utter desolation,Hazel eyes are reddened by salty tears,That gaze outside the stony mountain doorHoping, praying to see sunlight once moreThe rain patters outside, soaking the groundMuch like the tears that fall from his sad faceThunder rumbles and roars in the night skyLike the broken rage he has pent insideHis heart, like a stone, weighs
Writing ExerciseHe said: What the heck are you doing? She said: What does it look like I'm doing? He said: I know what it is you're doing, but why are you doing it? She said: What other reason would there be for doing it? He said: I don't know why. Because you want to? She said: That, but there is more. He said: More? She said: Yes, more reasons for doing this. Why are you surprised by that? He said: I'm not totally surprised, but What kinds of reasons are there? She said: For one, because it's needed. He said: Needed? She said: Yes, needed. He said: Really? This is needed? She said: Yes, I saw the toilet needed fixed, so