This is just a collection of some of the poems I’ve written over the years, about the many emotions, dreams, desires, and destinies inherent to existing in this world. I write about the many ways the world around us affects us and how we in turn affect it.
Just a place where I put some of my poetry. My poems are generally about the world we live in and the world we dream about, about the rage and pain and love and hope that makes up the human experience.
This is a collection of poems I’ve written, that document the horrors and magnificence of this world and the people in it, and that document my journey through this world that we live in.
A simple yet angry farmer is assigned a crucial task - a last-ditch effort to save the country from the turmoil that will soon engulf the continent. Will he turn up to be the hero, and help his loved ones outlast the wretched sands of time?
They had not heard about magic for hundreds of years, so they put it among legends. So, when significant changes are coming - the balance of the world is disturbed by drought, the instability of power and the return of creatures coming back to life - they are not ready to face them.
The Free City of Órn is under the occupation of a clan for whom Time and Death are the only sanctities. A secret revealed at Jord's court could determine the fate of the kingdom. Away from the great events, a certain skald comes face to face with a legend, and the card master is facing the most difficult challenge so far. The monk is looking for a new adept, and the two young people discover that they have more in common than anyone could have imagined.
"The Saga of Northern Elements" is a story about the arrival of the new and the unknown, self-discovery and relationships - about how love, hatred, and indifference change reality.
This is not a fictional story. It is a collection of real life facts about what will happen if humanity fails to avert the climate catastrophe.
Listen, children, here is the story of the first winter.
Once upon a time long long ago, before the lines between gods and mortals became clear, there was a little girl. This little girl was cast out by her family, by her community, by all the people of that time. But the plants and the beasts and the sky and the stars saw her. And they saw that she was a child. And they resolved that they would bring her out of her sorrow.
---This is a story I made up it's not a folktale or something.———
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