Arcane Inconsistency

There is a circle, a cycle, and the purpose of our work is to stand, one foot in each world, to help balance and prime the Great Now. No pre...

Uncomfortable. Bright. But obscured. Enormous in sound. Will I ever get home? Was there ever a time I was home? The figures here ignore me a...

I glanced at the clock, and it seemed to leer back to me in the still and quiet dark of my mother's kitchen. It was late, even for this ...

The Spanish moss drifted faintly in the dying breath of the wind, draped in the final whispers of the twilight yearning. I sighed, you took ...