Author: Kieryn Darkwater

I was apprehensive about updating my laptop to Windows 10, especially after getting it and needing to wait for patches for games to work on Windows 8. Since the entire reason I have a windows laptop is to play PC games, it seemed like a good idea to not rush into upgrading until I knew…

Giant moons fill the autumn sky September goes out with crunchy leaves pumpkin spice and a chill in the air

The man on the bus had a puppet the creepy waxy kind it stood on a pedestal and bobbed it’s head with a kind of face that said “I want to see you dead”

Yes because Destiny. We’ve been working on this fucking raid ALL FUCKING WEEK, with one rest day, so yeah, 4 pomes. Here you go. 1 hums of electricity running blue light of an LED screen comforting non-silence mistaken for quiet all of a sudden it’s gone true silence is eerie unsafe no steady whirrs to…

I just needed to tie my shoes tie them before they found me with my bag packed and a handful of money in my wallet hopefully enough to get me out of town or at least a sleeping bag a note expressing love it was all a lie I just need to get out get…

So when we were moving I read a lot of blogs about the Seattle area trying to gauge what to expect when we moved to this coast and there’s one thing every blog forgot to mention that I feel like should have been mentioned. There are Spiders. Seriously. Spiders. A lot of them. Giant Hobo…

The fortune in the cookie is: “in dreams and reality, nothing is impossible” I don’t think of six impossible things before breakfast. But if I did, waking up for breakfast would be one them. I run on moonlight, in the lunar energy and quiet shadows. The air is soft and mysterious. Invisible leaves crunch satisfyingly when…

I’m starting to get back into my groove and draw again, but because it’s Bi Visibility Day I thought I’d post a couple links of things I’ve written on the subject while I go back to drawing queer characters adventuring around the Fae Realm. Seattle Pride (in Pictures) Flying in the Face of Everything –…

Little orbs provide a rosy glow ice melting makes little noises in the glass spouse and cat snoring softly going to bed before sunrise.

There’s a chill in the air the leaves are orange-y red and crisp music in my ears “do you have a cigarette?” he asks, motioning I wonder if I should buy a pack just to carry around for this occasion – it happens often enough (but I don’t know the first thing about cigarettes) “I…