I have trialed throwing out the writer’s rule book in the following short story about Merlin’s incarceration by Morgana. Dark crystals shine no light, and Time? It has no meaning.
A Name ForgottenA Name Forgotten
2:33 am
In heavy darknessPast echoes shimmerOutlines of their reach draw meTendrils lift and sway on a breeze long forgottenAnd odorous gasps break the barriersFrom their world to mine. Shallow whispers drift
Rocky and MarleyRocky and Marley
1:38 am
As Rocky sat lazily on his humans’ shoulder watching the nightly’s, he slowly and sleekly ran his tongue along the top of his right paw then ran it across his