Posts

Looking Through Thhe Literary Mirror - Anaklysis Essay

By Ralex Welch
​ Words are a portal;  Not one to a new world, But one that opens into the soul of a writer. Between the lines of description and dialogue Remains one constant; The author and the character. One in the same.  I stare into the creations before me, Each one peering back with a separate eye color; Icy blue, royal purple, fiery red, emerald green, and hazelnut brown. A clear, concise, consciousness, tall in stature and respected by all others. The doctor with a stunning grin and a steady hand in combat and surgery. Undead, but giving life whilst protecting it, which is Doctor Leon Grace. A trickster, playful but dangerous, the embodiment of temptation, yet careful. A woman of beauty and sin, of revenge and desperation, and full of sarcastic remarks. A cross between enemies, but dipped in human desire is the Wolf-eared and Vampiric Snow Todd. A goddess, of sorts. A fallen angel, perhaps. One of children’s stories, of torturous divides, and of disgrace. Her mismatche...
Post a Comment
What Shall You Seek Next?

Looking Into The Literary Mirror - Alexandria’s Interview

By Ralex Welch
​ The once warm autumn winds had dissipated into winter’s chilling breath, leaving the Earth barren of its foliage. Snowflakes drifted carelessly, gathering up to a fluffy thick blanket of white.  I gripped the ceramic mug between my hands, before lifting it to my lips to take a sip. The hot coffee tasted perfect, a dash of milk and a couple small spoonfuls of sugar to perfectly balance the bitter and the sweet. I sighed with gentle pleasure, taking a moment to observe the ever steadily falling snowflakes, as the fire crackled and popped behind me. There was a squeak of the door opening, and my eyes turned to the figure lurking behind it. A bluenette, her face shrouded with her long locks, the vibrant color contrasted by her pale skin. Aside from the colorful hair color, her attire was simple; a long yet casual white dress that dangled towards her...bare feet? It was truly interesting, her attire suggested some kind of wealth, but her lack of shoes was truly intriguing. M...
Post a Comment
What Shall You Seek Next?

Of Blood, Came A New…

By Ralex Welch
​ Crimson, Sweet, sweet crimson. It ran like a river over her tongue, the bold and flavorful substance still tingingling with the warmth of life, something she savored every last bit of.  Nothing was quite as refreshing as draining a life force.  The bluenette looked on with disgust, her nose wrinkling as she witnessed the blood-thirsty and hormone driven woman tear through the blood bag like it was fresh prey. “Jeez Snow, I know hormones are a curse but…”The woman spoke, only to be silenced with a deadly glare from the female figure SNow.And it was true, as a new soon-to-be mother, she could only fall victim to her natural instincts. One of them being to tear out the Bluenette’s arteries and slurp them of their blood like drinking straws, but of course that simply wasn’t an option. So, slightly warmed bags of donated blood will have to do, although it's not like she could go running and hunting in her state anyways.   With only a few weeks of such a...
Post a Comment
What Shall You Seek Next?

A New Curator Comes Forth

By Ralex Welch
Welcome, Fellow Seekers, Here we gather as one, and together we delight within the art and culture of our beautiful love for the craft of writing. The dance of words, the sound of descriptions, the flow of emotion in such simple yet complex moments that transcend and transform before our eyes, yet remain accessible and meaningful from grandest king to the most humble of child. Here, Shall my writings be laid within, and hopefully, such gracious light of art will come and illuminate the cavern once more. Forevermore, Curator Ralex
Post a Comment
What Shall You Seek Next?