Catsidhe

Joined February 2021

0 stories

Bio

Pronounced Cat-she: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat-s%C3%ACth

What can I say about myself?

A mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a walking coffin

Achievements (2)

Stories (57/0)

Walking on Starlight
We are made of stardust. The primordial forces that hold the universe together bind our component pieces one to another, Electrons to positrons,
By Catsidhe5 minutes ago in Poets
A Walking Coffin
The supports are rotting. I feel each creak and pop, A symphony of decrepitude, Joints unreliable and failing. It's harder to arise each morning,
By Catsidhe34 minutes ago in Poets
A Minute Is All It Takes
I see the car coming in my peripheral vision. They're going too fast, blowing right through the stop sign. I throw out my arm to shield my wife. I know it won't change anything; it's instinct. I hear brakes squeal, too little, too late.
By Catsidhe14 days ago in Fiction
At the End of the Year
We met in a whirlwind And danced to the thunder crash. We would not be chagrined When the world called us rash. ~ Ask me if our love still blooms,
By Catsidhe16 days ago in Poets
A Year in Review
January is cold and unforgiving, Taking you from me. February is just as frigid, I've never been so lonely. March brings early signs of spring,
By Catsidhe16 days ago in Poets
Anything For My Brothers
Only one more to go. My hands are freezing, even in my gloves. The wind on the roof is biting, but it's the best vantage point around. I can't afford to miss my target. It took a hefty payoff to get this location; I may never get another chance.
By Catsidhe16 days ago in Fiction
Steadfast Until the End
Steadfast was I made, and steadfast will I remain, though all my brothers be taken from me, I think, as I ready myself for the next volley.
By Catsidhe17 days ago in Fiction
Ella of the Cinders
The King is dead. The whispers started immediately after the royal funeral. The Queen sat at the front of the church, her lovely face obscured by a widow's veil, occasionally dabbing daintily at her eyes.
By Catsidhe17 days ago in Fiction
See Me
I am made of glass. Transparent, Noticeable only when unclean. Everything I am is brittle, Brittle bones, Brittle feelings,
By Catsidhe20 days ago in Poets
I Only Want What's Best For You
Good morning. Is your coffee to your liking? Your vitamin D level is low. You should spend more time outside for the next few days.
By Catsidhe21 days ago in Poets
Epiphany
Elatedly, I throw my head back, looking expectantly to the sky. Chaos or order, which effects this unnatural sight? Light extinguished, overshadowed by night.
By Catsidhe21 days ago in Poets
Long Dark Night
Ebon melancholy fills my mind again, Chills my blood again. Listlessly, I gaze into the dark, Into the flickering shadows,
By Catsidhe21 days ago in Poets