A collection of short poems that vary in content and subject. There will be similarities between some, as will there be different variations amongst others. Repeating topics will occur as struck by inspiration. Also includes some re-imagined nursery rhymes that have been paired with characters from one of my coming-soon stories. Kind of a sneak peak into their personalities and to get you excited to meet them later! Most chapters will be on the shorter side as they are all poems, but there are longer ones included~ *Note: some chapters will contain heightened emotional triggers such as grief, loss, anger, betrayal and ECT. Please remember while you read, enjoy!*
Hopes, dreams, beliefs and loves, treasures of a mortal man all were crushed since that fateful day. Heeding the call of Marianne, one day I left behind my weeping mother, my distraught father, my dear cottage and my darling sweetheart, embarking into this so-called Great War as a chevalier. Tears, blood and bitter rains made those four years an arduous eternity. In this journal contained the entirety of the most earnest soul and heart of a young cavalryman, who at many occasions since that fateful day had nothing but one wish: to live long enough that he may be able to read these hastily scribed tales of a time long passed to his children. And he did. In honour of the Seventh Cavalry Brigade’s standard-bearing and wine-smuggling commander, whose sacrifices made the survival of this journal and its writer possible.
Hannah Clough has been battered raped tortured and coerced into killing and watching gruesome deaths. day by day she clings to numbers, not giving In to his psychotic demands. believing she is dead her psychopathic kidnapper dumps her into the lake. but she is far from dead. she manages to escape deaths jaws but when she returns to her beloved family she is hit with the painful truth.. that they actually sought out her life. filled with rage and pain, she vows to take her revenge. her enemies believe she is done for. but she's not. she's only the broken pieces of a plagued mind. and only someone who has known pain knows how to inflict it “Remember me Aaliyah?” I asked as I removed my mask “I'm the sister you wanted dead.”
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