

Dear Uncle Gloucester...Richard has fallen ill. He no longer recognises me; it is agonising. He persistently trembles and screams for mother. His meager meals remain untouched, and his features grow gaunter with each ghastly hour.Dear Uncle Gloucester...
I remain sane for his sake only.
When will this end, Uncle? When shall I be King?


The Valley WitchShe resides- unlike the fairytales- at the bottom of the hill, in her own sinister valley. Our verdant landscape dulls barren beside her shadow. I watch, relishing anonymity's power, as young girls flock with devoted promises teetering before them. And I watch them flee, after one dutiful week, robbed of their poor enamored hearts.The Valley Witch


Coming Out To A BabyHe gazed up at me, his eyes shining, his face wet, his little fists clenched into tiny balls, and his mouth twisted into that adorable little smile. My frustration drained through the floorboards as I saw his face light up at the sight of me.Coming Out To A Baby
Youve come to pick me up! he was thinking. Im so happy! Ive been lying here screaming for ages, you know.
How could anyone remain angry with him for long?
Go to slee-eep! I groaned loudly, pulling him up into my arms with a grin. I buried my face in the crook of his neck so that heavenly smell would invade my n
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If you were the last person on Earth, how beautiful would your artwork be?
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