One Winged Swan
I am a One Winged Swan
Limping and bleeding in the sky
Short Stories
Welcome to Winterwind’s Short Stories section, where you’ll find original works by our regular writers as well as guest submissions. Contact us if you’d like to contribute.
Majestic (A Poem)
War never changes
Whether or not we’re in cages
Brethren’s March and Homecoming
Oh, brethren of mine
Raise yer drinking-horns high
‘Tis time to drink mead
And strengthen yer hearts
The Plea
Oh, sweet darkness
Embrace me, as you’ve embraced
Thousands by thousands before me
Interlude – Dementia
“Malak,” she said simply, no threat, no bravado. Merely his name, all the battle cry she would need. And all the condemnation, all the curse. Bastila’s despair and her plea for death were still too vivid.
Five Objects
“Vain? Someone should teach both of you manners! The sky has always been blue and that’s the way it will always be! I’m the wisest of all of you! I should know!”