Creativity

Beacon of Hope

Eyes clouded in darkness, alone he stands Steel swords ravage his body but alas it still hasn't shone Kinsmen scream in agony names of loved ones His knees weaken as life's essence drips onto his muddy boots... Read More...

Dance

DANCE. I said hey you there, I thought I told you that I did declare; it was not fair But now I will make it clear as I step out, feel the heat pump, pump. My sisters and I know what we do when we rock our ... Read More...

The Last Stand

Crimson red drops stain his armor Like a flood the enemy washes over their defenses The night sky is clear and the moonlight illuminates their blades and spears The night is quiet but their shouts make melod... Read More...