Swords to Plowshares
The blades were rusted, yet the arms that wielded them were powerful enough to make them remember their purpose.
The blades were rusted, yet the arms that wielded them were powerful enough to make them remember their purpose.
I’ve been a prisoner so long
I don’t know how to be free
“Advice? I don’t have advice. Stop aspiring and start writing. If you’re writing, you’re a writer. Write like you’re a goddamn death row inmate and the governor is out of the country and there’s no chance for a pardon. Write like you’re clinging to the edge of a cliff, white knuckles, on your last breath,
“The real question isn’t where writers get ideas, it’s what non-writers do with all of theirs.” – Levi Montgomery
What do you do when all hope is gone? Who do you turn to?
We were both riveted to the television. The headline at the bottom of the screen confirming our worst fears. Our planet’s protector and the most powerful hero on earth was dead.
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Label: Bright Antenna
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