Lyanth : Writing

Her Evil

Her Evil

A Poem by Lyanth


Introvert

Introvert

A Story by Lyanth


In that moment the metal and plastic structure became my body, the sheets that draped over it, tapping the glass were hope's final outreach.
Death Doesn't Come In A White Limo

Death Doesn't Come In A White Limo

A Story by Lyanth


"What's your name?" She asked quietly. Her voice rasped from lack of use. It took the man a moment to answer and Clariece almost thought he hadn't he..
I Met the Mirror

I Met the Mirror

A Poem by Lyanth


"You're Insane..." I realize. "I know," It replies.
Enshrouded Soul

Enshrouded Soul

A Poem by Lyanth


Who am I? They asked..