Gothicarus: Part XIII – Dawn
Serial Gothic Poem The sun seemed like a new and exciting friend. Her carriage rolled along the road for days, Yet neither the journey nor the dips in the road and the rocks- suddenly...
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Serial Gothic Poem The sun seemed like a new and exciting friend. Her carriage rolled along the road for days, Yet neither the journey nor the dips in the road and the rocks- suddenly...
Serial Gothic Poem He frowned at her sternly. “You are…connected. You see and hear What others do not. The heavenly realm calls to you.” She twisted her pale hands. “I’ve always felt that He...
Serial Poem “She is frightening- I won’t pretend otherwise. I often wish to be rid of her completely, Return to the days before she’d cut into me. All of her is sharp: her beauty,...
“Ever awake, I must remain Ever vigilant, sharp, and pure. Able to make a firm assay Of the energy in my sphere. Never alone with temptation, Never indulge with thought or flesh The dread...
Serial Poem When the white came down, it was searing. Dazzling, sparkling colors appeared. She was terrified; she was intrigued Was it possible the doom had cleared? Desperation knows not to caution, Bid oneself...