Poems from Scribe-Nexus

An expanse of worlds stretches out before my eyes, An eternity of space and time. A never-ending realm of possibilities.   This is my...
Fists clenched, ears covered, I stand in the crowd, Hiding among the people, Attempting to ignore their voices.   The many, dirty voices...
I stare at the computer screen, Fingers twitching over keys, Thoughts flying as I consider what to do. Within my mind, shadows converse,...
Where did the first story come from? What histories were warped to make The first creation of fiction? When was 'imagination' invented?  ...