Tash Hill : Writing

Kiyan's Cradlesong (A Prophecy For A Fantasy Novel.)

Kiyan's Cradlesong (A Prophecy For A Fantasy Novel..

A Poem by Tash Hill


“Be strong, my dark one, live ever on.”
Waxen Men and Metal Monsters

Waxen Men and Metal Monsters

A Poem by Tash Hill


HMAS is lost, all gone.
Empty Am I

Empty Am I

A Story by Tash Hill


With this heat and that ferocious chill, that fulfillment and this hollowness we will meet and we will part.
Bare Exposure

Bare Exposure

A Story by Tash Hill


“I love you.” The words seem to hang in the room, tinged with flame but chilled with terror. “God, I love you.”
Of Dante and Silken Fire

Of Dante and Silken Fire

A Story by Tash Hill


“I love you,” a whisper spoken on a broken tongue as your eyes continue to bore into my own - flame and passion and heat.
Uhuru (Freedom.)

Uhuru (Freedom.)

A Story by Tash Hill


As ashes of the fur fell gently to the soil, he released the remaining centimetres to be caught up in the passing breeze and carried gently away to jo..
Silence

Silence

A Story by Tash Hill


So pause, can you hear that? . . . Silence.

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