Antoni De'Leon
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Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be in, therein to be content. (Helen Keller).
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The Fog (1)
It has been five revolutions of the calendar since my lone existence underground in this impenetrable tomb of a bunker. Hands trembling, and with great difficulty, I pry open the large rectangular keyhole/peephole in the great steel door guarding the life saving shelter. I see nothing but mist and still-life shapes.
By Antoni De'Leon3 months ago in Fiction
When the Dead Knocks!
Strange and unusual are they. They say the dead know only one thing: how to wait. In Withering Hollow, the trees never grew straight. Their limbs twisted skyward like fingers clawing at a sky that never seemed to listen or answer. Children were warned not to stray past the stone boundary, where the forest ends- for beyond dwelled monsters and dangers older than bone.
By Antoni De'Leon3 months ago in Fiction
Daughter of the Wolf.
🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺 They named me Dróttning. Queen! I am a daughter of the forest. I cannot remember a time when I was not here running wild with the wolves. 🐺I heard them calling me from the depths of my mother's womb. I knew that they would come for me.
By Antoni De'Leon3 months ago in Fiction
Aurora Borealis
A prismatic Lantern's beam of golden sunlight pierces the air in the still moment after the sun had set. The aurora borealis unfurls like a celestial pirouette across the northern sky -ribbons of green, violet, and crimson weaving through the darkness with ethereal grace.
By Antoni De'Leon4 months ago in Poets
