Targy: Tale of the Great Bunny Star by Jonas Hyde Entertains ages 3-12 CHAPTER ONE Deep in the quiet Forest of Treehoth, over the River of Oxyl, and past the Lake of the Rising Sun, hid the Secret Woods of Junto. These weren’t just any old secret woods that were hidden past the Lake...
The Nightingale’s Song by Jonas Hyde Hark, oh hear, this tale I need to share, for perhaps its moral can save your soul, as she saved mine. For on that night, now so long ago, her Nightingale’s Song was first whispered to me. I remember it clearly, as if its the only memory left...
Familiar Stranger by Jonas Hyde In this moment, my heart is weak, why is it hard to say, what we both want to speak, an ocean of fear, a breath and a tear, a beautiful thing, life could be, if I would ever know, the familiar stranger, so far away…
Lament for Lady Beth by Jonas Hyde Once there was a man who walked this cobbled street, with quill and ink in hand, who accomplished such a magnificent feat, on a scale so wide and grand, for he was a poet true, known far across this land, as a smith of words, oft who,...
The Tale of You by Jonas Hyde Late last eve, my daughter came to me, for the first time in ever it seems, asking for a tale, woven with the fabric of her youth. It had been since those nights, so many years ago in fact, when I was last asked, to complete such...
Adieu – (The final words of Gilles de Rais) by Jonas Hyde On this eve I bid adieu, as night’s fall does approach, and tho’ in truth I beg not to encroach, upon your time or even guilt too, for salvation I beg anew. Curse of crime and dastardly deed, chains my soul prisoner...
Take My Hand by Jonas Hyde Take my hand, my love, my dear, and cry not this eve. For through the fog, I will take you, take you by your hand, and through the darkness lead. The sun may set, but light shall e’er shine, the beacon of our love, my heart you’ll receive....
Dream by Jonas Hyde Twas a dream I had of you, which gave me hope and life anew so place your head ‘pon the pillow, and know I think, on this night, this evenfall, of dreams you cannot deny, for I speak to you in your sleep, whilst my soul longs and weeps, for...
Seraph of my Twilight by Jonas Hyde Seraph of my twilight, your visage enables me to cope as I struggle betwixt my darkness and light, you are the source of my hope, my strength, my very essence which is oft fleeting, lost within the trials of my years, my curse, I long for thee,...
Insula de Verum by Jonas Hyde Act One 10, June 1790 Strait of Juan de Fuca Through the gossamer obscurity of the evening’s shadow, dwelling firm upon the tide spawned from the strength of Neptune’s shoulders, rippled with his labored breath, nigh a moment of Life’s pulse past the crepuscule, I challenged the pluvious...
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