Poems from Charaidan
I stood back and smiled as a small figure looked at me from a small hill and
it looked at me and smiled back then gave a little wave. As I...
Darkness was all she could see, all she could feel there was nothing around her, the voices whispered to her as she sat there alone...
The wind blew gently in her long crimson and raven hair as she sat under a large tree clutching a leather book
he could only stare from a...