easaraby's profile

~*~ 3 ~*~ Cullen labored to remove the saddle from the bay. He was completely exhausted, but knew he would feel much worse when Edan found out about his trip. “He can’t blame me for this.” He patted the horse’s neck and sighed. The horse nuzzled his shoulder comfortingly. Cullen lowered his voice to a defeated whisper. “Maybe I’ll get to rest before he finds out I’m back.” He gave the bay one last pat and headed out of the stable toward the servants’ quarters. The foreboding stone castle loom...

~*~ 2 ~*~ Jobey didn’t sleep at all that night. He felt like a failure as he stared into the fire from his spot on the floor. His charge was curled under blankets in the chair, sleeping soundly. The old woman and the girl were curled on opposite ends of the mattress, the red glow of their pendants illuminating their sleeping faces. He looked at his arms again in disbelief. There had been blood, he told himself. It wasn’t his imagination. The battle, the clubs, the pain… it all had to be real....

The wind was howling mercilessly outside the one-room cabin. Snow had drifted up to the roof on the north side, giving the cabin the appearance of a cave in the side of a cold white hill. The spruces and firs swayed in the wind, barely able to hold their burdens of snow above the old shack. Light flickered in the window nearest the door, and tiny wisps of smoke were barely noticeable coming from the stone chimney. The wind was kept out by several layers of boards nailed haphazardly on top of...

Keep the water calm, I say watching the surface wave so slightly on its way to glass Fingers beneath the surface touch an absentminded dance begins under the water the gentlest wave rippling the stillness “hush…” Keep the water calm tranquility is silent, serene, unfettered the glass returns staring… Toes peak above the surface a fine line cuts at the heart the edge is unmistakable Keep the water calm the candle reflects so perfectly but the blade is growing harsh cutting… The edge is unbeara...