Beginning of a short story about a girl who lost everything in a fire.

I try not to go there very often….

In this world monsters surround me so why wouldn’t I dream up a few of my own but better to put them to good use to attack the even greater ones. I Keep Dragons… to gobble up those I would consider nightmares; is life or the dream the greater evil?

A burning fire.

A short poem describing the beauty and danger of fire.

While I like to think that I’m not nearly as crazy as “Trashcan” and not as stupid as “Randall Flagg” I guess I do understand a want and a need to make the world burn. “Flagg Burnin” not really looked upon favorably but don’t I see so many people…

Passion.

Opal Haiku.

As the ticking of clockworks approach an untouched world, it becomes clear how much in common both worlds have.

It was a nightmare I had…