Aramis' Workshop

We All Need Something to Hold on To

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Sea of Dragonfire chapters 5 and 6 posted.
That brings Emarosa back up to where it was before.
Guess that means next post brings new chapters, yeah? Yeah.

Completely forgot I never posted this.

“Puppy”

I am a puppy.
I do not know many things.
But I know you.
You are my friend.

When I didn’t know things that puppies don’t know, you taught me.
You taught me that barking is fun, that food is good, and that more food is really good.
So I like you.
Because you are my friend.

When my tummy growled and my eyes opened, I did not see you.
I did not know where you went, because you did not tell me.
But that’s okay: I’ll find you.
Because you are my friend.

When I looked in the grass near the big scary tree, I did not find you (though I did go pee).
I don’t think you’re near, but I bet you’re not far.
I’m pretty sure I can feel you.
Because you are my friend.

When I thought for a very long time, I think I knew where’d you be.
You loved to play, and always wanted to fly away.
So I’ll go flying too, ‘cause I wanna be just like you.
Because you are my friend.

When I ran until my puppy paws ached, I found a cliff near the bright blue sea.
I just knew this had the spot where you’d fly away from me.
So ready or not I’m coming to get you.
Because, no matter how scary it may be,
You are my friend.
And I’m yours too.

I’ll Be the Blood If You’ll Be the Bones

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Was out for a bit.
Plan to have more Emarosa up in the next couple days.
In the interim…

“Kindred Spirits”

It all happened quite by accident.
I glanced at you, and you didn’t look away.
With moonlight caught in your tangles,
I felt for a moment as though I’d never been broken.

It’s never the same and I’m never sure.
Sometimes I think it might be best if we forget before we dwell on it,
But your fingers cross mine as you call bullshit on my lies.
The to of us can’t believe a word I say.

I’ve locked myself in a guarded vault, and I cannot understand how you got in.
Even so, there’s still so much I haven’t told you.
I think I’m a bad, bad person. But you think I might be worth it.
And we’re dancing.

I can’t rest with your words so fresh on my mind,
it still begging to know why your scent–a warm bar on a cold winter’s night–won’t leave me.
Our hands meet beneath the table, your whisper stilling my heart.
Where do you take my fear?

Sometimes I wander, unable to find my way.
Trying to fix pieces that never quite fit.
You steal me away to hidden corners, secreting kisses when you think no one’s looking.
‘cause we think we’re so different from all the rest.

Sometimes it feels like running from wolves,
Seeking where once our bodies lay.
And at this moment, you think you’re alone.
But you somehow always forget–though you taught me so well: you’re bigger on the inside.

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