The Tales Remembered by Amelia Spokart
From where did you hear of these things?
From where did you hear of these things?
I wonder if I will remember those days with quiet filled evenings, And the warm rush of air on my face. The flicker of orange before the drowning blue and the distant shimmer of stars. How I admired the beauty of a city, Hushed by the coming night. I wonder if I will be […]
The beauty of midnight, Is that it glows. Under the pale envy of the moon. Its infinite dark wonders, Hide in the shadows. It has known a winter’s breeze, And I have felt its cold kiss down to my bones. It has been many summer nights, A warm touch to caress bare flesh. I’ve seen […]
The sun set in a valley of waste. The skeletons of buildings that once stood tall stuck out of the dry dirt, like crooked fingers, reaching for the sky. The house on Ninth Street still stood. It didn’t have a roof anymore. The stairs led to empty space where bedrooms once were. The tiles of […]
The fight against darkness is a race against time.