3am

I am not myself today.It is 3am and I,A valiant knight,Am doing battle.It is here again.The strangler.By day it whispers,The guise it wears,A cloak of shards.Half formed fragments.“But what if..?”“Worst case scenario…”Idea upon idea,All leading to the inevitable.Failure.Its enemy is distraction.Pretty things, pretty words.An unshakeable belief,That  it is ridiculous.To those in the know,It is conspicuous.Though every now and then,I have […]

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The Meeting

“You need to be here.” It’s an accusation, as bitter as their relationship has become. Hugh can hear it trickling through clipped tones, given colour by the angular set of Arthur’s frame. Arms are folded, anger the tight line of his brother’s jaw. Now their eyes won’t meet. Now their words are dagger-sharp, whet to […]

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