I need new books to read. With exam season fast approaching, I'm finding that I have somewhat less time than I would like for deciding which book(s) to read next. Films I've got no problem with-I've got a list as... Continue Reading →
Clad in saffron robes, splattered with blood, it is not hard to guess Enyo’s meaning. She is the giver of Horror, the Waster of Cities, and she delights in it. She has not the longing for death of her sister Dread, for each sister is plagued by her own meaning, and Enyo has no dread of the future to hold her back, just a horror of the present and of what has already happened. The horror of innocents is the sweetest of tastes, and she savours it whenever it is available, for as with their eye, the sisters share but one tooth between them. It does not help her feed on food, but on what her power causes, and she delights in this small freedom each day.
Amy and Roger’s … ‘Epic’ … ‘Detour’. There are so many things wrong with the title alone. The word ‘epic’ for instance, suggests the ‘heroic deeds’ and ‘serious subjects’ that are found in the lengthy narrative poems such as Beowulf... Continue Reading →
I feel like the closer it get to my exams, the more often I'm posting on here rather than doing something vaguely productive. Call it what you will (I personally am quite fond of 'procrastination at its' finest') I am... Continue Reading →
I'm a little bit sad, and a little bit obsessed. This is not a pity post. I've been doing character quizzes on Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit, and I've been consciously trying to get certain characters. Don't judge;... Continue Reading →
She’s been grey for as long as she can remember, from the moment of her birth, and will be until the moment of her death. When death comes at last, a sweet release from the dark world she lives in, time will reverse itself, to an era that has never been before. When death comes at last, the darkness that surrounds her will fade, and light will blossom. When death comes at last, her crooked back will straighten, her hair will fade from grey to black, and her cheeks will bloom with the delicate pink of the youth that she was denied. But that will not happen yet.