you have taken my heart i once gave you openly, with love — and you murdered me with it. you owned it, and me, until it…
Fionna was down there again, at what Archibald thought of now as her island. It hurt that she went to the island instead of to…
By J. Lender
Zeke squinted hard into the midday sun as his forehead soaked the brim of his hat with gritty sweat. His knees ached as they gripped the ribs of his white and brown horse.
A short trip really for one not long for this world or into deep philosophical ponderings. Just a left out of the parking lot of…