Father. New husband. Wannabe writer.
The Wizard by the Sea
The sun was cresting over the horizon as the wizard shuffled along the beach. He huffed along as the morning sun warmed his ancient bones, his deep purple robes dragging along behind. The wizard felt every one of his 132 summers as he carried his armful of shells he had harvested from the rock pool. It was an early start to his day, but the shells were at their most potent when infused with moonlight. Besides, he would feel better once he could take a potion of rejuvenation when he got back home.
My grandfather lied to my grandmother, I guess it runs in the family. I'm sure that Dad lied to Mum. Maybe I've been lying to everyone. That's the point of this letter, to stop lying to myself. After all, if you can't be honest with yourself, how can you expect to do it with anyone else?
90 Minutes in Rome
The fourth morning of a Mediterranean cruise, our ship pulls into Civitavecchia. From Parma to Corsica the week has started great. The ship is not a luxury cruiser, but has more than enough facilities for the evenings and the day at sea to get to the first port. But the highlight of the week is about to begin. This port is less than 40 miles from Rome.
There weren't always Dragons in the valley. That was a simpler time, A safer time. -------------------- His breath came in ragged, stabbing bursts, and his lungs burned with every step. The undergrowth rustled around his feet and occasionally snagging on the hem of his robes. His spindly legs pumped as he navigated through the trees.
The Worst Night
As usual for a Friday night, Amanda and her work friends were at O'Connells bar, downing drinks and trying to unwind from the working week just finished. As typical young city professionals they were loud and somewhat obnoxious, but so were most of the bar. God knows how the bar staff put up with it.
A "Disturbed" Top Ten
Going off the back of a prompt provided at Vocal Writing Prompts, it brought me back to an idea I'd had a couple of years ago. A rock night, that caters exclusively to the patrons of that evening, with a centralized theme of one band, played throughout the night.