The Veil of Tears

Now we must turn our watching to another place. Then we will see that the Sphinx and Constance had also been blowing who knows where, on the winds of the winged ones made. High in the light airs, the Sphinx managed to take the tumbling Constance in her soft paws and onto the electric hoveringContinueContinue reading “The Veil of Tears”

The Creator’s Ear

Well, began Queen Esme, It is a little-known fact that at the time of creation, each Mota, they are given a communication device in case they need to talk with the Creator itself. We call this device the ‘Creator’s Ear’ This is mine here, which you may look upon but not touch, because it isContinueContinue reading “The Creator’s Ear”

The Well Well Well

Now all this music was causing trouble, as music will. Trouble for you, trouble for me and trouble for all the others. The Knights of Az, including the Blue Knight (man), who had managed to get some quality childcare, Vivainne Desegur and her partner Constance, The Darkest Knight with his retinue of the Homeless, alsoContinueContinue reading “The Well Well Well”

The Hostel for the Homeless and The Rabbit

The Darkest Knight opened a Hostel for the Homeless under and by, quite close, next to, above and below, and soon the gates of the city of Az. Much that any wandering ancient or young, with nothing on their backs to call a shirt, might have a pallet to lie and a bit of aContinueContinue reading “The Hostel for the Homeless and The Rabbit”

The Ancestral Pile

When I was a young Darkest Child, my home, a chateau, seemed much undone by siege and siege engine. The stone was fall all about in great heaps and only some few chambers and dungeons kept the cold and wind in their place. The reason, this is because my parent and mother were very keenContinueContinue reading “The Ancestral Pile”

The Shoulder of the Hill of a Woman and The Wasteland

Then, that is what happened next, most exciting. The Blue Knights made their thanks and tributes to the Sun, the Wind and the Ice. Of all mostly to the Penguins and their Regal Empress, who had saved the world. Hurrah! Soon, when they had gone, the Blue Knights, with Sheba and the Sphinx, travelled toContinueContinue reading “The Shoulder of the Hill of a Woman and The Wasteland”

Upon the Hip of the Hill of a Woman

High up the Hip they stood, two Blue Knights, The Sphinx and Sheba. The Hip of the Hill of a Woman Look, said the Sphinx, I can feel it with my eyes and heart and bones and blood, the incessant creeping of the darkness. Come in here to crush all our rights and freedoms, withContinueContinue reading “Upon the Hip of the Hill of a Woman”

The Herbs at the Knees of a Woman

Well, said the woman when she had caught her breath, I am Sheba, not the Queen of though. Many thanks for saving me from a nasty place, I owe you one. No problem, said the Knights, and where might you be going on this misty morning so high above the plain upon the Ankle ofContinueContinue reading “The Herbs at the Knees of a Woman”

Journey to the Feet of a Woman

The Sphinx and the Knights left the forest clearing to the birds and creatures of the quiet places. The two knights rode upon their horses and the Sphinx made good progress on its four clawed feet. Where shall we be when we have got there, said the Sphinx, not in any manner out of breath.ContinueContinue reading “Journey to the Feet of a Woman”

What Should I Be

If I am to be a rock. Shall I be a rock, fashioned to a shape just so? To take my place and make my home in the pedestal or column of the façade of some mighty building. I will bear the weight of others, that they in turn might rise ethereally into the clouds.ContinueContinue reading “What Should I Be”