Creative Writing

Arktos ~ Short Fiction

I watched the sun move for a while to figure our location. I knew I could not wait for the stars to guide me...

Creative Writing

The Writing Machine

I remember that feeling of release and relief when it was all out on the page. That feeling of freedom after doing a good day's work. The black ink smudged along the length of my left pinky finger a testament to my efforts like a badge of honor.