Interlude

3-2-1-0 - Countdown
Introduction Although it's not really a special number, I like the 3,210 descending sequence, and it is an excuse to use Lindsey Buckingham's excellent "Countdown" song, which has been a favourite of mine since I first heard it.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Chapters
Happy Superb Owl Day
Introduction These are a few musings as Raymond G. Taylor brough "International Owl Awareness Day" to my attention with his excellent poem:
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Chapters
Somebody's Someone - Chapter Three
Yennia found it impossible to completely cut off Zak—no matter how far she moved or how well Khand treated her. There was something about Zak that kept him tethered to her. He wasn’t gentle, but he knew how to play it cool. His slick talk and confidence had just enough charm to make her second-guess what she already knew. Even when he manipulated her, his words sounded like concern; and despite knowing better, she didn’t always act on it. Khand saw through her behavior. He never confronted her outright, but he understood: whenever she ghosted him, it was because Zak had slipped back into her life. She would vanish for a few days, barely respond to texts, then reappear as if nothing had happened. Khand learned not to chase those silences—they always carried Zak's shadow.
By Neshzivne Dadirriabout a year ago in Chapters
The Joy Of Socks
Introduction This is a piece that came up on my blog from twelve years back. I thought it was quite humorous, but to post in the Vocal community, it needs to be six hundred words, and this was only about a hundred and eighty words, so what can I do?
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Chapters
Windchimes
In the breeze, they tinkle like faerie bells, hanging down from their hook. They soothe and relax you, the sound of nature, which lets your mind surf on the gentlest wave of sound.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Chapters
The Enchantment
It happened I became enchanted, and my spirits rose, and my heart was filled with love. It was as if magic had entered my bloodstream and flowed through me like a stream of enlightenment.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Chapters
The Echoes of Unbending will
The air in the mountain town of Naro Moru, at the foot of Mount Kenya, always carried the scent of pine and damp earth, a promise of the wild untamed beauty above. But for Elias, it carried the intoxicating aroma of his own certainty. He had climbed smaller peaks, navigated treacherous forests, and faced down swirling blizzards. Each triumph had chiseled away a silver of doubt, replacing it with an unshakeable conviction in his own abilities. He was, in his own mind, a titan of the high places, and mount Kenya, with its twin peaks reaching for the heavens, was merely the next challenge awaiting his conquest.
By Tallgirlabout a year ago in Chapters
In The Land Of Grey And Pink
Here you are in the Land of Grey and Pink, a place of magic and ghosts, or are there fae, hiding themselves from human eyes?
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Chapters
🌫 Dream Logic and Sonic Fog: How Dark Ambient Disorients the Mind Into Meaning . AI-Generated.
Dreams don’t make sense—but somehow they matter. A forest becomes a stairwell. A face becomes your childhood home. You wake up not remembering what happened, but knowing something happened.
By Yokai Circleabout a year ago in Chapters
🌌 Music for Spaces That Don’t Exist: Soundtracking Imaginary Worlds . AI-Generated.
There’s music for parties. Music for breakups. Music for long drives, chill Sundays, heartbreak recoveries. But what about music for worlds that aren’t real?
By The Yume Collectiveabout a year ago in Chapters
Go home and love your family
Go home and love your family, For the world outside is cold Vampires in suits, With smiles that never reach their eyes,
By Tallgirlabout a year ago in Chapters
Watching Waterfalls
To sit, watch, listen and hear the sound of the waterfall as it falls to meet the waters below. Sometimes they are gentle, and sometimes sound like thunder, waters turning into mist as they descend from their heights.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Chapters