Black Knights: prologue
Leon murred, cuddling into his sleeping brother's back. He looked so cute to him; scruffy copper hair that waved and curled randomly, big hazel eyes, and white speckles on his red maw. He rubbed the younger fox's white tummy, licking the back of his...
poetry
i walk, simply walk. The road is coated with a thick blanket of the ever-drowning snow. Sometimes i wish i could just stay like this, watching the snow fall and the stars twinkle as my breath fogs up my vision. Liking the sound of it, i composed a...