ShadowofLightning13

                       Prompt 1: Aetius Dressing as Santa.       “I’m looking for a book,” the cunning axe-man said. “It’s titled, ‘To Kill a Redhead’,” he smiled at his own cleverness, but was dumbfounded when the oblivious teen actually began leading him to it. For one crazy moment he wondered, was there actually a book by that name?       In the next few minutes, the blundering redhead was unwillingly dragged off by Blue Dolan. Aetius was not too worried, if a bit annoyed. He was, however, amazed at the d

Fragments of Misconception I have learned to live with my elbows out, To fend only for myself with no doubts. I have learned to stand up proud and tall, To never stumble or ever fall. I have learned to walk with confident strides, To never look back and to always hide. I have learned to wear a delicate mask, To be happy, and cheerful, and always relaxed. But that mask is fragile; it can shatter and crack, Into thousands of fragments of white and black. The world is painted in hues of gray, Monotony broken by each day. All that remains is myself inside, No masks, no lies, nothing to hide. I dread, yet yearn for that approaching