I look out of the window of my room and watch the children visit the elderly people I share my ending days with. The day is warm and I feel happy, full of life, which doesn’t happen often anymore. I feel the end of this life approaching; I feel it all around me. I think of my life, the memories I have created. Graduating, getting married, having children of my own; making memories…times had been wonderful. But no matter what I have done, I always come back to the magic I had in m...

It was a dreary day, I recall. The wind had sent icy chills crawling up and down my back. Little bumps appeared on my arms, signaling to me that I should be someplace warm and safe. The day fit my mood perfectly. The years may have come and gone, and turned me from a small child into an old woman, but I can still remember it as if it were yesterday. I was 10 years old and my mother had passed away. The funeral had passed a week ago, but the burning sadness and pain kept on. The need to get aw...

It’s amazing what you dream in such a short amount of time. Within a few minutes of drifting off in a hot bath and two candles the world spins, changes and conforms to something much different. I find myself in a completely different place and time on the black mount of a huge shire as dark as midnight without the moon. But I don’t feel afraid, I feel comfort. Dreams like this don’t bother me for I’m so used to them. He’s a gentle soul even for the color he is a...