A poem on a Greek myth about a mountain nymph called Echo.... and the prompt: echo XD
[Dark Epic Poem] A story about the Demigod of the Icy Fog who, after a life lived sinfully, aspires to right her wrongs to climb the staircase to heaven. Thank you for reading 🌹
a poem about the sea nymph Thetis,who adopted many children in Greek Mythology.
I'm a nymph. I'm a Healer nymph, which is very rare. Two months ago, my town recovered from a deadly illness called Racoon Fever. As I'm venturing into the woods to collect herbs, something terrible h...
Winter can be a beautiful time of year, yet cold and unforgiving to those that are left to their own devices, fighting to survive it. Is there no one who could lend a helping hand? Who knows, there mi...
For those of you who've read my other story "Winter Nymph," you'll understand what's it about. I've decided to make it into a longer story, don't know how long though XD
Never to speak your words again (again, again, again...)
Punished for transgressions of Hera's man (man, man, man...)
I am storms that drown gold laden ships crossing the sea...
a letter addressed to the new Queen Of The Sea.
Response to "The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd," by Sir Walter Raleigh
You must have followed me in my nightly
blind pilgrimage drawn to the sound of the promises sung in siren song
Daffodil doesn't bloom in this spring, as all plants die from Rain. Lighting strikes from the earth to the sky, and Lunar ablaze upon man shines.
I gasp. I look at my arm again, unsure if I had just imagined it. The purple and red rash on my arm stares back at me.
A poem on a Greek myth about a mountain nymph called Echo.... and the prompt: echo XD
[Dark Epic Poem] A story about the Demigod of the Icy Fog who, after a life lived sinfully, aspires to right her wrongs to climb the staircase to heaven. Thank you for reading 🌹
a poem about the sea nymph Thetis,who adopted many children in Greek Mythology.
I'm a nymph. I'm a Healer nymph, which is very rare. Two months ago, my town recovered from a deadly illness called Racoon Fever. As I'm venturing into the woods to collect herbs, something terrible h...
Winter can be a beautiful time of year, yet cold and unforgiving to those that are left to their own devices, fighting to survive it. Is there no one who could lend a helping hand? Who knows, there mi...
For those of you who've read my other story "Winter Nymph," you'll understand what's it about. I've decided to make it into a longer story, don't know how long though XD
Never to speak your words again (again, again, again...)
Punished for transgressions of Hera's man (man, man, man...)
I am storms that drown gold laden ships crossing the sea...
a letter addressed to the new Queen Of The Sea.
Response to "The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd," by Sir Walter Raleigh
You must have followed me in my nightly
blind pilgrimage drawn to the sound of the promises sung in siren song
Daffodil doesn't bloom in this spring, as all plants die from Rain. Lighting strikes from the earth to the sky, and Lunar ablaze upon man shines.
I gasp. I look at my arm again, unsure if I had just imagined it. The purple and red rash on my arm stares back at me.