Loss of Hope and the Death of The Human Race.
He tried to regain some composer but his tears continued to flow, his shoulders jumping violently with his sobs of grief.
Cheerless Songs - By Nathan Iverson
**Cheerless Songs** By Nathan Glen Iverson As rain drizzled over the rustic and rotten portrait of a city, its inhabitants made do with what they had to survive. Even discarded newspapers here prove just as vital to survival, being used as...
Eulogy to a Snail
Once upon a time a snail came with the Autumn rains. From where it came, no one knows, and for how long it stayed is known only to the eyes of light in the ceiling. Still, it must have come from somewhere pleasant, where it grasped and felt wet,...
A Song's Echo (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The wolf settled down quietly to the floor, leaning back against the wall next to the old phonograph. He flipped through the box of discs, pulling it in close to find the one he knew would be there. In the evening's sunlight, the grooves in the...
Tears in the Aisle (Otherwise Untitled)
~ To the success of the plan, the grocery was significantly less occupied during the hours the badger had selected, and she found the cereal aisle to be empty on her arrival. She peered down along its length, fingers clamped firmly onto the handle of...
The White Rose Blooms - 2022
Other wolves have heard, have howled with him in his grief. but with his son beside, it wouldn't feel like it, surely.
A Year
It's been a year since I saw you last. How has time gone by so fast? A year to the day, You were no longer OK. There hasn't been a day that's gone by Where I've looked over and expected you by my side. Your cage, now clean, still sits upon its...
Chapter 13
I apologize for who short this chapter is, and how long it's been since I've written. But the truth is that this chapter is a set up to the next chapter, which reveals more about Beowulf than most people would think. Also, the ending is needed. Phelps...
The Dragon Is Loose
Before you read know this please. While I was writing this, I was mournign the loss of a very close family member and a breakup of someone I have spent the last two years of my life with. Rogal is a more than just a fursona. Rogal is a personality...
Sunrise Song
**SUNRISE'S SONG.** By Stephan Glazer. Your smile will be missed. Your touch is fading. Your image is all we have. You have left those who love you. But not by your choice. The nights grow cold, without you here. The days...
Epilogue: A Short Story
grief paralyzed him, and he wept, and wept, and wept. his shoulder dug into the edge of the headstone, but he didn't care. he deserved it.
Rainy Day
Delilah paused, letting the radio droop away from her muzzle, and let out a small sob, the beginning of the grief she had held at bay, to be the rock her mother needed through the service and burial coming up from nowhere at last.