Lunaura

I know how I should feel What things I should say Things to do What to be But knowing And living Are two different things Warring inside my head As the demons That demand my time And my blood And my tears Continue to tear me apart I don’t know how to fight How to save myself From their claws Their fangs And their insistent lies Masks are a fail safe A way to continue While demons claw at my back I show a brave face While crying inside Never knowing when I’ll break down And cry for real I breathe But every breath is painful As the words and the whispers Cling to me like smoke My head is pounding The vileness My demons spew C

Setting: It was night; the stars shone brilliantly in the indigo sky. The full moon bathed the world in a silver glow. The breezy air was filled with the smell of flowers from the central gardens. The world was quiet, hardly anything stirred unless the soft, lazy wind brushed it. Almost all of the city was sleeping, almost. On the roof of a house, based in the more wealthy district, sat a very small lantern, covered by the cage that housed the flame, illuminating what little couldn’t be seen from the light already present. Zaina: Zai stood on the roof of the house amid rioting flowers suffused in the light of the moon. She wore only a

The Red Right Hand It was a very brisk Tuesday afternoon, the sun had just begun to creep down the scape of the buildings of Diagon Alley. It was normally this time where the usual out-goers would creep out from their little holes and linger around the streets. Thankfully for Mistress Tharax, she has a fairly strong demeanor that didn't favor in the face of thugs and parasites, she and her babies ate parasites for breakfast. Confidently, the women walked through the streets, her hips gently swaying as her dress teased the floor, her staff quietly tapping against the cobblestones as she made her way to 'Out of the Cage'. She didn't usually v

If this ain't love then why on earth am I still here If this ain't love why do I hold you so near If this ain't love turn me 'round to face the door If this ain't love If this ain't love why does my heart pitter-pat If this ain't love then what the hell are you lookin' at If this ain't love then I need somethin' more If this ain't love If this ain't love don't treat me this way If this ain't love it will all fade some day If this ain't love tell my heart not to soar If this ain't love If this ain't love I won't stop dreamin' I won't stop hopin' until I know that this is love If this ain't love why do you touch me li

She hadn’t slept but maybe a few hours during the previous night. She had spent most of it holed up in her window seat with Mungo curled at her feet looking up at the stars. She was nervous, a bit scared and worried about the coming year. She was dressed in her night clothes still, but everything was packed and neatly stored for the trip in a few short hours. Her clothes that she’ll be changing into soon were set out on her already made bed. Small things were missing from her room; nicknacks she wanted to take with her to school for the year, some of her clothes from the closet, since they were allowed to wear their own things af