Brannan K.
Bio
****Vivid prose and thrills****
Favorite Reads:
Terry Brooks - The Shannara Trilogy
J.R.R.Tolkien - Lord of the Rings
James Rollins - Ice Hunt
Ernest Hemingway - The Sun Also Rises
Cormac McCarthy - Blood Meridian
Stories (15/0)
The Nameless
The summer air was stifling, but began to cool rapidly as the evening drew to a close, aided by the sultry breezes that swept over the rolling and verdant fields of the region from the nearby Mediterranean waters. This junction where vast expanses of fertile farmland met the endless horizon of the sea made Puglia some of the most desirable, productive, and picturesque land in all of Italy. Though on this early August's eve, the peaceful calm and serenity belied an impending decimation the likes of which the Earth and its denizens - who had all too often displayed their propensity for conquest, subjugation, and violence - had yet to witness. The lurking devastation and brutality, ever brought about by the machinations of the few and the powerful, would soon be carried out by the blade, and by the spear, and by the arrow, of the many nameless and unfortunate souls at their command.
By Brannan K.about a year ago in Fiction
Flay
Carve your insides out, Macabre beauty, I know you, Deeper than you did.
By Brannan K.about a year ago in Poets
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