What Do I Know of Holy

June's song


What Do I Know of Holy - Addison Road


Water pours over bare feet and the cracked earth turns to mud below. The skin beneath the muck emerges, first grey, then red-brown, finally deep bronze. Calloused hands massage oil into the exposed wounds on each foot. It burns worse than the sun-baked sands but constant blistered ache burns away with it leaving a sensation of mint through her toes.


“He washed your feet?” The questioner raised one eyebrow, “After all that trouble, chasing you through the desert and singlehandedly fighting off the Skorhai, the man kneels down to scrub camel feces from your heels?”


Anna blushed and shifted in her seat. It sounded even more ridiculous to hear him say it.


“A strange man to act as both warrior and slave, a man who moves unseen with greater skill than the Skorhais’ own assassins.” The questioner focused back on Anna, “Describe him.”


“I never saw his face. I was afraid to watch and then…” Anna broke off. The desert seemed to press around her again and her heart beat a panicked rhythm. She could see the questioner’s black eyes demanding her answer but all else behind him had faded. Only the desert wind blew in her ears. She tasted the warm salt of tears running free down her face. She felt the burning again in her feet. “I couldn’t bear it. I don’t understand. Why would he choose me?”

Mizitordom Verse

The first couple lines of this poem showed up in my head while I was reading a book and poked at me until I finished the whole thing. It describes the climax of my novel Mesiebed (which is still not finished :P)


Third Prophecy of Arhin-Ra
And when the tide shall overtake
The farther shore in haste
One moon shall die a silent death
One banner lie in waste

A nation takes its final breath
The Tor relents his might
The waters rise to fill the breach
The new tide is in sight

The nameless shall receive a name
Cold embers flame anew
The shadow wearers flee from these
The serpent’s loss they rue

For then the rains shall fall again
And many heroes stand
The ancient lies shall bind no more
True hope shall kiss the land