I worshipped the light I burned for him The fire in me bright What is the night What is it, but the light? Reflected? I ran from the night I cowered and ran Towards the light What is the light? But the fire burning Bright?

10 Points!

I have, for the first time in ages, finished a fiction piece. I attribute this to a change in attitude and also a reformulating of my brain shall we say? Also, I downloaded a trial version of Scrivener and I swear it’s like magic! I’m really proud of this story. My first few short stories […]