I love to write. I love to create art. And I love to share the art of others. In this new ‘series’ I’ll be exploring worlds and creating flash fiction stories, illustrated by my art, your art, and their art. I’m calling it “The Wandering” for fairly simple terms, but I’m not the only one who will be wandering. I hope YOU will wander with me, even for just a moment…or three! Each Wandering piece will have a title and theme, something I’ll explore through words and images. I hope you’ll enjoy this series and, if you do, I’d love to invite you to collaborate with me on future stories! (comment ..read more

  Here they linger, whispering softly into the stillness. A trace of what once was adrift on the here and now. As silence turns and the surging rush of life moves onward, here they linger, waiting. Forlorn, though not forgotten, the whispers sing from the hush, transcending time and place to remind any who may yet hear, that Here they linger. ~Morgan~ Art and Poetry by ~Morgan Visit my DeviantArt Gallery ..read more

. Halls stained with silent shadows and serrating whispers bled into the dimness of the icy ether as the glimmer of light from beyond cracked glass panes struggled to permeate the chill. Amid the perturbed hush, a suspiration of frosty air snaked its away along the columns and cold, gray stone; reaching for what lay beyond its grasp; hoping for one last connection with what was long since lost. . ~Morgan~ . . . Beautiful photograph found on Google Images. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original Photographer. Thank You ..read more

. Shadows writhed against the blackness as the echoes of the unremembered cried into the silence. Staring into the flames, we were transfixed; bound through the enigma of what we thought was enrapturing. Little did we know our souls stood still, listening to those we chose to neither see nor acknowledge. . ~Morgan~ . . . Image found on Google. Credit Gratefully acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank You ..read more

. Shadows slithered along the deserted alleyway like writhing serpents. I stepped carefully, watching the darkened corners with the penetrating gaze of a terrified animal. Somewhere in the midst of the gloom, the one I sought had hidden himself and coming upon him unawares was perilous in the extreme. Dark tides of time washed across my path, marooning me in a vast ocean of treacherously flickering streetlights. Echoes of the night reverberated down the damp walls lining the backstreet, their shudders mirroring my own as I crept forward with deliberate stealth. A few additional paces and I’d ..read more

. Weariness overcame me. Darkness spiraled up from the pit of my stomach, engulfing me, pulling me under, surrounding me. I struggled against it, trying to breath in the suffocating murk, but, like a hypnotic spell, I could not resist the tugging blackness encroaching on my thoughts. Sleep leapt upon me, like a tigress with claws bared, sinking them into my flesh, penetrating deeply, inescapable. Quiet. Blackness. Sinking. Strange sensations scathed over me. Heaviness. Lightness. Breaking through. Crashing in. Calm tranquility mixed with ethereal panic that left me searching the dimness frant ..read more

. She stood beyond the borders of periphery; a figment of possibility whispering on the shifting tides. Immersed in shadows, she was less than ethereal; an unremembered thought, waiting. Existing in the place between reality and the beyond, she was less than a sigh; more transitory than the fleeting light of evening. No sound escaped her as she gazed with solemnity at the darkness leaking into the void she occupied. Its inexorable progression mirrored the panic welling within while a scream more horrific than that ebon nothingness pierced her unmoving chest. Light was gone. All that remained ..read more

. Shadows slithered along the deserted alleyway like writhing serpents. I stepped carefully, watching the darkened corners with the penetrating gaze of a terrified animal. Somewhere in the midst of the gloom, the one I sought had hidden himself and coming upon him unawares was perilous in the extreme. Dark tides of time washed across my path, marooning me in a vast ocean of treacherously flickering streetlights. Echoes of the night reverberated down the damp walls lining the backstreet, their shudders mirroring my own as I crept forward with deliberate stealth. A few additional paces and I’d ..read more

. Weariness overcame me. Darkness spiraled up from the pit of my stomach, engulfing me, pulling me under, surrounding me. I struggled against it, trying to breath in the suffocating murk, but, like a hypnotic spell, I could not resist the tugging blackness encroaching on my thoughts. Sleep leapt upon me, like a tigress with claws bared, sinking them into my flesh, penetrating deeply, inescapable. Quiet. Blackness. Sinking. Strange sensations scathed over me. Heaviness. Lightness. Breaking through. Crashing in. Calm tranquility mixed with ethereal panic that left me searching the dimness frant ..read more

Read Part One Read Part Two Her voice filled his mind, becoming a soliloquy of sound unlike anything he had ever heard. It was more than temptation borne upon the breeze; her whispers spun his thoughts and made his heart hammer. It didn’t matter that he could neither understand the language she spoke nor hear her intelligibly enough to even make out distinct words. The melody of her voice drew him forward and, with each step he took, the sound of her voice seemed to grow sweeter, though inexplicably softer. The barren terrain stretched out before him, an expanse as empty as his life had been ..read more