Constellations Over Us – Book 1 – Chapter 2

Constellations Over Us – Book 1 – Chapter 2

“Reese…” the red-clad fae whispered the name over and over again, as though familiarizing himself with its very feel and taste. “Reese, Reese, Reese… It’s a good name. Strong.” “It’s Welsh. My mom always said it meant ‘fire’ and ‘enthusiasm’.” Reese watched Glais crack another smile. Despite the eeriness of his needle-sharp teeth and blood-red eyes, he had a charming air about him, especially whenever he grinned. He dressed in a vest and a white shirt with billowing sleeves, like…

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Apocalypse – Prologue

Apocalypse – Prologue

There is no memory inside its head. No name, no personality, nothing but a never-ending sense of grief and anger for something it can no longer place its finger on. Something rotten and long since rancid. The beast shambles, barely able to move anymore, but never stopping. Shriveled blind eyes and a mouth kept open by too-large teeth that dig into its lips; the sickly visage of something that used to be so alive, so bright, but has now faded…

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Constellations Over Us – Book 1 – Chapter 1

Constellations Over Us – Book 1 – Chapter 1

“OW!” Glais reeled back, falling onto his rear in the soft moss of the forest. White-hot pain shot through his head, gradually dulling to a dimmer ache. He wasn’t exactly sure what he was expecting, but it sure as hell wasn’t that. Normally he would’ve described himself as quite good at dodging attacks, but the bizarreness of first finding a human being in the middle of a forest in Tír na Neart, then being hit over the head with a…

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“Though you’ve fooled all the rules, I am coming for you” – art piece

“Though you’ve fooled all the rules, I am coming for you” – art piece

A powerful goddess of justice and the natural order of things, Nameless One makes her debut in this incredibly eerie art piece! Honestly, the lighting process on this thing wiped the floor with me, but the end result makes me very happy. It was heavily inspired by “The Yawning Grave” by Lord Huron, as the melody and lyrics of the song perfectly fit Nameless One’s character. Fun little fact about Nameless One: She was one of my first-ever transgender characters!…

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Moths – Poem

Moths – Poem

So much anxiety coursing through my veins, overheating like an old computer, but hesitant to remove the sweater. Unfamiliar places, new friends, my own high expectations cascading into a pool of nerves. How do I know when I do things right? Am I at home here? I know I should rest morning brings clarity but I can’t bring myself to shut down for the night. It’s not butterflies I feel, it’s moths.