Cake, honey melting on my tongue
I look into the far room
and turn back again
responsibility, wealth, marriage can wait.
My situation stings
Alone with icing while he waits
My choice is inevitable
I choose cake
I also used inkarnate and made a map. I've tried attaching it. You'll find it in my glossary as well.
https://www.scribblehub.com/series/588059/the-death-of-magic/
But I didn't kill the heroine. She simply slid down the dragon's throat. Go on. . .give it a read. --Kidd
Read the prologue. They don't fight it out in the end. This is not Lord of Rings. This is far more real. Go on. . .give it a read. --Kidd
Hmmm...interesting suggestion. You don't like the...
Okay people. Why aren't people reading my book? I mean REALLY, why aren't people reading my book. I've got a freakin insane dragon hunting a beautiful magical girl. What more could you want?
--Kidd
At the risk of escalating this thread into something truly serious, you know on par with twitter check marks, I think it's time we considered pie. I mean cookies are great and they truly do have FANTASTICAL properties, but pie . . .
No never, when I am being lazy I do what I must enjoy. I write. Then when I am tired. I write some more. Then when I have fallen into an exhausted sleep, my lover wakes me and says come to bed.
The scariest monsters are the ones you don't see. Like I'm not seeing this one. A shiver runs up my spine. The forest goes silent, no owls hooting, no small rustles in the grass of mice hunting for seeds. A cold wind blows across my face bringing with it the feint odor of rotting meat. Behind...