Shaun Walters
Bio
A happy guy that tends to write a little cynically. Just my way of dealing with the world outside my joyous little bubble.
Stories (27/0)
- Top Story - December 2023
Vows
He had made a vow. Under the rose covered arch, red closed tight like a fist, he promised she’d be his final love. The last one. Swore to care for her heart like his own. That her soul was his soul. Even as their tears glistened in the moonlight, he felt doubt try to strangle the words in his throat. Some men just can’t change. Some vows can’t be kept. Here it was, another full moon and a new heart was calling. Wanting to be his. Forever. He stepped into the shadows. Waiting to make a new vow.
By Shaun Walters12 months ago in Fiction
Aspirations
Summit out of reach But paramount that it is There to aspire
By Shaun Waltersabout a year ago in Poets
Altar of Aligore
Worn smooth from years of rain and mother’s tears, the altar in the clearing glowed under the light of the full moon like it was a missing piece. The old priest limped to the stone and ran his hand down the edge from above his head down to his waist, forgetting about the small procession behind him for a few moments. Maeve stopped at the border between woodland and glade. Her husband, Caleb, placed his hand on her shoulder and gently pushed her. She shook him off.
By Shaun Waltersabout a year ago in Fiction