Tag Archives: Dark Passions

A Wandering Life

For some, a life apart was the only true way of living.

 

Never quite comfortable at the beginning, all things take some getting used to. Even ruts take time to wear in, furrows some time to plough. Some find comfort in the familiar, unaware of, or perhaps not caring about the wearing away and moulding they receive in return. The grit in the shoe, the twitching discomfort of muscle or soul, these plagued some past the point of forbearance. For better or worse, the pursuit of something ‘other’ had to begin.

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The path

Sometimes, it feels like this.
Walking alone on a narrow path,
Through unknown woods with no end in sight.
Surrounded on all sides by predators,
Perfectly designed to rend flesh from bone, spirit from body.
The only lights to guide the way are those you carry with you.
This view is truth, and illusion.
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The hunt for Purple Broccolino

 

In Severina it rained all the time. Dark clouds were a constant presence, scudding across the sky with the briefest glimpses of moonlight piercing their depths to illuminate the ground below. In this unique ecosystem, in the dark and the dank, strange beings flourished. It was one of these strange beings that Calle was hunting now…

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