Musings from a slightly sagacious sideline bloomer with a love of words and whimsy…
The whip cracked against the large back of the gladiator, nearly causing him to drop the heavy wooden beam he was shouldering to the excavation site. "Faster!" The overseer was spitting his commands in ruthless succession... His hand must have ached with the lashes he dealt to the throng of exhausted labourers. That frail little … Continue reading Build
They were hunched over the fire: cutthroats, thieves, rapists... all indulging in the heady brew of strong ale and their winter plunder. The thrall set his eyes on one of them, a hulking brute that tore into the juicy rump of its kill. The warrior's tusks was glistening from the fat that dripped from the … Continue reading Freeze
Rising like a dusty mirage out of the Karoo heat, thereโs a city that many call home. Itโs a manifestation of our collective imagination and the culmination of our collective efforts. It comes and goes, and ebbs and flows. Itโs transient, temporary and transitory. Itโs neither here, nor there.It is real in its unrealness."Out of … Continue reading AfrikaBurn – The Whimsy of a Wallflower in the Wasteland
The beauty of 'being' should not be brushed aside... Wallflower /หwษหlflaสษ/ noun An introverted soul with the magical disposition to see, to listen, and to quietly understand the kaleidoscopic vibrancy of the world in which they have taken root. A silent specimen inclined to bloom in the light of rare company and when the scent … Continue reading Greetings from a Quiet Bloomer
Ways of the Wallflower 