Mask drops.
Light arcs from gloved hands
cautiously moving
over ragged disjoins,
shaping
a molten bandage
of iron and heat, steel
and hope, reinventing
the strength of things
left behind.
Creating determined heroines and the men who appreciate them
Tales from the mouth of a wolf
Meraki
Bereavement single parent dad
Frank Regan in words
Unleashing the beauty of creativity
Poetry blog
Award Winning Fantasy Author
I Am Who I Am
between dreams and reality
An Empyrean Cycle
Author of Historical Fiction and Fantasy
Articles, Poems, Book Summaries & Reviews
Country House History - people and places
Bringing you all news on The Witcher on Netflix
Home of Peter McLean
For Readers & Authors of Historical Romance
