Muse
She’s a multitude of colors and shades flowing through your veins, pulsing a rhythm, a beat, that harmonizes your life. A cacophony that surrounds you and…
Sunlight Over the Water
I continue up the hill, and a stunning view of the forest lies before me but I don’t stop. I continue down the other side of the hill and the trail forks. I…
The Muse
She floats in through a window it seems, taking a seat next to me as naturally as sunlight in a forest. I look over, not all that surprised to see her, and we…
Protecting the Protected from the Protector
The Presa Canario is a large 160lb dog with a thick deep chest and larger than normal head. The head is monolithic, girder like, with a bite force of 600lbs…
Muse
Two-hundred, thousand years is a long time to hold the same job. To live with one mistake. Even He can’t be so ignorant as to deny the change in all things…
In The Moment, Out of Sense
The paint came in torrents, coating the canvas in dark swaths. White became gray became blue became white again, all layered in savagery and revenge to rival…
Dancing With Muses
He twirled her around. He guided her through an intricate dance, feet intertwining, hands together, their bodies in motion around each other, hardly ever…
Micro Cuts
Blood drips from his fingers. He kicks her aside, showing no guilt. His eyes scan the room; a photo, a postcard, a CD on pause. He presses play on the CD…
My Creation
“Told you so. You don’t know what you’re doing. You’re lost.” He flashed a playful smile. That devil! “So what if I’m in over my head,” she whispered defiantly…
To Swat
“Ah, an Inspiration Imp. Why didn’t I guess?” Erika said dryly, observing the burgundy colored creature swinging from her grip. “Your lot’s always causing…
The First Move
Erika moved before anything irreversible could happen, and promptly ducked underneath the desk. Thanking the heavens that Miss Author wasn’t sitting at the…
The Front
The worried muse watched as the person she was supposed to be inspiring moped around in a manner reminiscent of a very unhappy mop. Sure, she couldn’t be…