A few days after Ramiel gets back to Eldon Well, he will hear an acoustic guitar playing out on his front porch.
Upon hearing the music, Ramiel walked out on to the porch wearing nothing but a pair of faded jeans and see who is playing.
As he steps out the door, he sees the familar long blond hair pulled back in a pony tail of Sholto. Even hearing the door open, Sholto continues to keep playing.
“Do you know ‘Wayward Son’?” Ramiel asked as he leaned against the railing.
Continue reading “On the Doorstep of a Friend”
I was born, I grew, I learned and I changed. Now I find myself chasing a nightmare, one that never ends. I travel with the most beautiful woman I have ever known, she is everything I have ever wanted, and the one thing I won’t risk loosing. She is my friend, family, partner in everything, except the one thing I would love to share most with her.
I never bothered writing these things down before, figured the only purpose it would serve was entertainment for Lyla, maybe it will yet. Hope you enjoy this Lyla, maybe once you have read this you will understand all the things that I have never been able to tell you for the fear of how you would react to it. How would you feel about me if you knew how I lust after you more than anyone. Enough about that, the real reason I have changed my perception of journaling is I want someone to know what has happened should anything happen to me. I want others to know what evils are in this world, and what they are doing.
Not everything is black an white, there is a lot of grey in the world, and not evil is noticeable. The worst of which are those who think they are doing to wrong.
Any way here is where I will write my thoughts, and for those who would read this you have been warned.