Among the problems with shame was that it in fact did not make you shorter or quieter or less visible. You just felt like you were.
Among the problems with shame was that it in fact did not make you shorter or quieter or less visible. You just felt like you were.
As much as we have free choice, absolute destiny is immutable. What is meant to happen does, through one measure or another.
Blay was the closest thing to an angel Qhuinn had ever come near.
But Tudor mansions on manicured grounds didn't look right with their grand front doors wide open to the night. It was like a debutante flashing her bra thanks to a wardrobe malfunction.
For fuck's sake, get off the cross. Someone else needs the wood.
For him , life was a coin that had disaster on one side and waiting for disaster on the other
For no good reason, he thought of Xhex. Xhex was a thunderstorm made up of hues of black and iron gray, power leashed but no less lethal for its control. Cormia was a sunny day cast in rainbow of brightness. He put his hand over his heart and bowed to her, then left. As he started up for his room, he wondered whether he liked the storm or the sunshine better.
In quick succession, Qhuinn reviewed his answers: No, of course not, the knife was acting of its own volition. I was actually trying to stop it...No, I only meant to give him a shave...No, I didn't realize that slicing open someone's jugular was going to lead to death.
Next time you think of me like that , say my name when you come. It'll get you off even better.
See, this was the thing with Qhuinn. He could be out there and he could let his edge get away from him, but he always came back and made you feel like you were the single most important person in the world to him and that he was truly sorry for hurting your feelings.
Whither thou know'est thy ass from thy elbow
You've got nothing to worry about. The righteous do not always right, but their souls remain pure. -Lassiter the Angel
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories