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The Simple Joys and Small Victories of Breath of the Wild

BOTW has incredible power in its most mundane moments.

A bead of sweat drips down your forehead and falls onto the parched rock below, staining it a deep brown and foreshadowing what you can tell is coming, judging from the darkening sky and pregnant clouds overhead. 1,109 more words

General

Luna

Her antiquity in preceding and surviving succeeding tellurian generations: her nocturnal predominance: her satellitic dependence: her luminary reflection: her constancy under all her phases, rising and setting by her appointed times, waxing and waning: the forced invariability of her aspect: her indeterminate response to inaffirmative interrogation: her potency over effluent and refluent waters: her power to enamour, to mortify, to invest with beauty, to render insane, to incite to and aid delinquency: the tranquil inscrutability of her visage: the terribility of her isolated dominant resplendent propinquity: her omens of tempest and of calm: the stimulation of her light, her motion and her presence: the admonition of her craters, her arid seas, her silence: her splendour, when visible: her attraction, when invisible.

James Joyce

Extract from, ‘Ulysses’.

Poetry

Short Story - Shadowplay

As I enter the party the first sight that greets me is a female face – red and wet, tears cascading – knelt over a fallen boyfriend, unconscious yet still stoically clutching a half bottle of rum. 1,097 more words

Fiction

Short Story - And so it is

Scene One

A zoo, two strangers approach, a young brunette woman, hair bouncing off her shoulder blades, a stray purple bra strap from beneath a white top, one slightly older gentleman with thinning blonde hair, smiling eyes, short sleeve shirt and bronze arms. 696 more words

Fiction

Short Story - When Words Travel

Ah, greetings dear reader. Please, don’t be alarmed, I expected you. It’s inevitable, stories have a strong pull, and sooner or later a reader answers the call. 2,522 more words

Fiction

Lost to a Great Tide


The sea desolves inward

folding in on itself

The smallest edges caress you

only to bashfully recede

I see children try to catch waves like lost clouds… 111 more words

Thebookraven

Everyday

Everyday

I think
Of you
Golden
Moments
Infused
In laughter.

Everyday
I think
Of you
How
Together
Is better
Than never.

Everyday
I think
Of you… 20 more words

Poetry