touching the darkness I enter into your domainpolite as alwaysthe wards at the door take note of meswirls the heathen mistshedonistic smoke heavy in the airenchanted honesty in a lookour eyes make contactit is almost too powerfulthe intenity of...

My psalms are not a song of sorrow, but a whisper to the stillness, a plea for the echo to return. I create the silence to feel the depthof the world’s quiet, to touch the velvet edges of the...

Welcome to Stars Rite News — let’s catch up!If you look at the top bar, you’ll see the Stars Rite advertisement. We’ve been playing around with ways to bring more writers onto the site—new voices, different writing styles, and...