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The Crocodile’s Due
The Nile ran thick with blood that season—not just the usual crimson of silt and sunset, but the deeper, richer red of human sacrifice. I watched from the reeds, my scaled body submerged save for eyes that burned like amber coals. They called me Sobek. They feared me. They fed me. Tonight's offering was different. …
Celestial Barques of Giza
Beneath the velvet cloak of night,Where time itself runs deep,The stars of Giza burn so bright,Eternal watch they keep. The wind has worn the stones away,The kings have turned to sand,But still those silver barques conveyThe souls to that far land. The Duat is the vault above,A river dark and deep,Where navigates the boat of …
The Verdict of Unsetting Light
The sun did not rise that morning. It peeled itself over the horizon like a wound reopening. High above a city that had forgotten how to pray, Shamash watched from the seam between night and day. He was not the gentle warmth painted in temple hymns. He was judgment cast in light. He was revelation …
Daily Prompt #21
Which animal would you compare yourself to and why? If I were to compare myself to an animal, I would choose the Egyptian ibis. In ancient Egypt, the ibis was closely connected to Thoth, the god of knowledge, writing, and balance. Because of that symbolism, the ibis represents thoughtfulness, learning, and the quiet pursuit of …
The Awakening of the Sphinx
In the scorching sands of Egypt, where the ancient pyramids stood as silent sentinels, there lurked a terror far more sinister than any mummy's curse. The Great Sphinx, that enigmatic guardian of Giza, was said to hold a dark secret—a secret that whispered through the dunes and echoed in the nightmares of those who dared …
Daily Prompt #20
Daily writing promptHow has a failure, or apparent failure, set you up for later success?View all responses For me, what once felt like failure turned out to be refinement. As a writer, there were stories that didn’t land, drafts that fell flat, and moments where I questioned whether I was even improving. But looking back, …
Where Silver Silence Sings
When twilight folds the daylight into blue, And hushes earth with cool, untroubled grace, The moon ascends with ancient, tender hue, A lantern lifted in the darkened space. She wears the borrowed fire of distant suns, Yet makes it hers with quiet, patient glow; Around her scattered light in fragments runs— A thousand stars in …
Red Light Reverie
I stand where painted playground colors gleam, Where childhood games wear masks of sharpened stakes; A fevered pulse beneath a neon dream, Where every fragile hope trembles and breaks. Green light—my heart sprints forward, fierce and wild; Red light—I freeze with breath held in my chest. The rules are simple, cruelly reconciled: Survive the round, …