Ikwezi arrived back home just as the morning sun was rising, the sight filled him with hope and joy. The journey had taken him just over six months and by now the young Kanu would be almost four years old, … Continue reading Ikwezi : IV : Union of Souls
Ikwezi reached the edges of the great jungle in a few days ride, he dismounted and cut his zebra free, his shoulders slumped as he reached out and placed a hand on his trusty steeds forehead. “Umzalwana go free, your … Continue reading Ikwezi : III : Into Darkness
Burnt-amber blossoms. Wicked white winds. Lights last lethargic lament. Starving hands, Brittle fingers, grasping claws. Reaching desperately for dawns last tears. Feeling out for memories of warmth. Recollections of a summer sapling. Solemn wild cries, darkening unfriendly skies. Whispers of … Continue reading Momento Mori
For all his years working to aid the Moredain people, Ikwezi had communed with many spirits, and while some could be difficult and may ask for tasks to be completed before helping he had not yet met one with sinister … Continue reading Ikwezi : II : T’chaxau’s Awakening
Something I wrote a few years ago as a backstory to a character. It is set in a version of Tolkiens World, specifically the land of Far-Harad. This is the first of four parts. Born under an auspicious falling … Continue reading Ikwezi : I : Beginnings
I stood there at the window pausing before turning the key. Through the glass I could see her, sat in the same chair she was always in, eyes glazed over staring dead-eyed at the flashing screen. What had gone so … Continue reading Empty Home
A thousand threads. Tangled web. One gentle tug, undoes their meaning. To stay on one path? Or dance between them with careless abandon? Why do the thinnest threads, carry the heaviest loads? And why are my feet drawn to … Continue reading Choices
