John this was a nice little wrote in the dark write. Reminds me of my teenage years. I lost girlfriends like cars burn in gas, then came the lonely scars, and the jars. Jars of white lightening, then I ended up being drunk and frigtening. Can a man ever win? I finally won when I married my wife. but one day I poured out her jar of white lightening that her father gave her and I guess you know, your poem was a go. But I patched up and because I quit drinking, I just leave my wife alone. I threw that grain alcohol out because it kept calling me. I haven't had a drink in fifteen years and don't really want one. So I throw the stuff out and I almost get kicked out. G
A half-zythian bard gets caught up in an affair with the Duchess of Highlake. The Duke wants him dead and our hero is forced to flee through a forest that no one has ever returned from.
~Nikki~
You must write in the dark...you are doing great...has you pen got glow in the dark ink???? LOL!!
Love Tinka