The Serious Merchant

“When he met Masćyma his youthful innocence was fully intact, uncorrupted, undisturbed by the nature of her burden.” #HillsofExile

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Frolis, to Die For

“We are going to die with the Frolis!” A young lad and his lover recently redeemed by Mercy spoke from the white horse…

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Haven’t You Learn Anything?

“Are you out there? Are you hearing me? Haven’t you learn your lesson? Are you falling in love again?”

“Yes!”

“But!–”

“I want to live not die.”

“All those wounds are you sure?”

“Yes and you should join me. Trust me it changes everything.”

“I don’t want to change unless I can be healed.

“It will brings you back to innocence.”

“Well then, in that case…I am coming.”

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Things That Kill

As she lied, her last breath fluttered lightly.  “your fragility will depend on how much you love. Don’t give your love unless you want to die.”

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A Dark Laughter: The wolves were spotted (this time) wearing sheep clothes

I have seen the light.

It wasn’t bright, it wasn’t dark.

Neutrality fades away so quickly,

It was never even a light, but an illusion.

So many haters fill this wall

I can hear their shadows screaming envy.

Their laughter, cacophony!

There’s no euphony here

And it will only take one man with dead vision

To plummet the system out of existence.

Just as much as it takes one hater to pollute the minds

Of the thin headed it must take the same.

A strong soul left out in the dark shall strive head high.

Just as much as it takes a hater, a dead vision,

It must take the strong soul

To pollute the minds of the thin headed positively.

I have surrendered to the notion that only those who you believe in

Have the sharpest sword to pluck

Deep into your dreams and if your are not strong you might falter

And they will laugh even if your blood runs a stream.

Beware! Beware! Beware!

Not all those who laugh with you have good intentions.

Warmongers: A Short Excerpt From “My Darling Of War”

Disclaimer: I will like to welcome my readers to a blog of no judgement Zone. This is simply an art form bred from inspiration. There’s nothing normal or abnormal. It’s written as I see fit.
Once again to start this series, this is just a teaser. I’m waiting for crowd. Please read previous blog to understand.

They came for us with their guns blazing. Gun shells scattered across the cement. More than anything our name had come up and the man that came first had a bayonet and swung it. He cut Frank’s throat by the dinning table. The fresh steamed broccoli and boiled chicken breast where just about to be served. Joe, the homosexual ran outside naked in the rain with clothes under his arms.

To be continue…

A Painful Rain

The echo of the whip lashing against their torn backs was concealed by the heavy downpour of rain and thunder. Their screams and wailings in the dark night, no one will ever hear of it. They were being torture, and the rain was painful. To be continued…

Hills Of Exile is not just a story about Isaac Kline’s search for redemption. There are also other underlying imageries that are made to make you feel…

Let’s continue reading…shall we?

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