As I land on the first layer of the Pedestals, I rest my wings. I have returned here as God has summoned me to the Pools of Reflection above the third layer of the Pedestals. As I pass through towards the second layer the mortals who reside here bow their heads in respect but I … Continue reading Wingless


Field of Pumpkin

"Woah there!" I stop my step, holding my foot aloft in the air. Looking under my foot is a pumpkin, still connected to the vine. It spins in it's spot, turning to reveal a carved face. The mouth doesn't move but a voice lifts out of the void "Nearly stepped on me there Jack!". "I'm … Continue reading Field of Pumpkin