Tiber : Writing

Untitled II

Untitled II

A Poem by Tiber


I saw the shadows dance today,Long-limbed shapes, all clad in grey,I heard their calls, I heard their cries;'The trees are full of flame, and the gard..
Excerpt I

Excerpt I

A Story by Tiber


Maybe not so much of an excerpt as it is a draft. Enjoy, if you will.
When Winter Fell

When Winter Fell

A Story by Tiber


A piece concocted whilst savouring absinthe (well, maybe not 'savouring') and listening to a friend compose on his guitar. Also, some depression and g..
Untitled I

Untitled I

A Poem by Tiber


Something I scrounged up from the line 'months turn to years, turn to dust.'