Category: Sarn

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Divided

Melinda Kucsera

Divided If Sarn could split his time ‘tween two places, and two places only, he’d have to choose Mount Eredren as one of his bases to fulfill his indenture’s terms or lose the bargain he’d made for his bro’s schooling. If his indenture allowed a second abode, (which it didn’t), he’d make that grueling trek to Mithranza Provence. It beckoned, its mountain passes whispered of wars won and lost by heroes of old; in the lake- side village, he’d stay for months for her sake, the lovely woman with whom he’d begun a friendship his indenture didn’t allow and something his master couldn’t disavow. ~ ~ ~ Read more about Sarn in … Continue reading Divided

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Changes

Melinda Kucsera

Changes “Change comes whether you want it to or not.” so Nolo said; Sarn believed him, he wished he knew what to do. His stomach in knots, he watched the day fade; in his heart he fished for answers, found none. He had a magic he couldn’t control and it had lots of triggers; most he couldn’t guess. His life was so tragic and he hated it. One day, he figures that power will kill him. Every seven years it will spike, increase his ability. His son, Ran, approached holding his stuffed bear, reminding him of life’s fragility. The boy had inherited the … Continue reading Changes

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The Power of Touch

Melinda Kucsera

The Power of Touch Sarn stared at the ceiling thinking adult thoughts that vexed. His son watched hoping his bright gaze would burn a hole. It didn’t. Ran consults his rocks, licks each one ’til a shape takes sight. “Star,” Ran says, hands it to Papa. Mind still turned within, Papa takes the rock turning it over in his hands; a green glow builds, wills the rock to bend, stretch, reveal its yearning and just when Ran can take no more suspense– a matte black star now floats ‘tween papa’s hands. Ran reaches into that warm tingle, dense with magic; Papa returns from dreamland. He stares,  clutched in son’s … Continue reading The Power of Touch

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The Great Pretender – A Daily Post Sonnet

Melinda Kucsera

The Great Pretender A knock sounded, he donned his father’s cloak, pulled the cowl down to shadow features six and ten years younger than the man the bloke came to fetch. He smiled at the simple fix, waved to his sleeping father who needed rest not another stupid meeting with fools. They saw his glowing eyes, assumed the rest, and he smiled at the deception, those fools! They blathered on; he loomed, quiet, playing his father, remembering to whisper. The meeting ended with him scurrying back to pretend he’d not left the sleeper ’til a tap on his shoulder proved he’d not fooled Father, with … Continue reading The Great Pretender – A Daily Post Sonnet

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POETRY 101 REHAB: MISSING

Melinda Kucsera

Missing “Head injury…might have amnesia…” The healer’s words still echoed scaring Ran, where he lay curled, fearing amnesia would take Papa away, like the bad man had tried to do. Holding his stuffed bear tight, he listened to Papa’s quiet breathing, willing him to wake, smile at the sight of his son. But unconsciousness’ plaything, Papa remained. Ran’s tears rolled off his nose. Then a pale glimmer broke through the darkness. Papa blinked and glowing green eyes focused. “Papa?” Ran asked. Blankness became fondness. “Ran,” Papa said, against his heart, he held his son. Ran’s fears and tears were at last quelled. ~ ~ ~ Follow … Continue reading POETRY 101 REHAB: MISSING

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RSVP: Keysta at the Ball – A Daily Post Sonnet

Melinda Kucsera

RSVP: Keysta at the Ball She watched the dancers twirl in their bright gowns. Plain she felt, a girl playing dress up, all ruffled, beribboned in a borrowed pink gown. Dancers wheeled past, all unknown; she stood tall, wondering which of the flouncing follies had the ear of her enemy. Whose spies floated on the strains of sweet melodies? They moved like pale reflections–washed out lies in petticoats. She alone was solid, real, she had some dimension the guests lacked. She needed air, fled the ballroom; valid excuse or no, she had to go; with tact she withdrew to the balcony and smiled, the fellow she’d … Continue reading RSVP: Keysta at the Ball – A Daily Post Sonnet

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Eavesdropping – Writing 101 #10

Melinda Kucsera

Eavesdropping Ran pretended to sleep. Often adults ignored small children, so his feigned repose went unnoticed and he heard the results. “–traumatic brain injury but he shows some improvement. He’s young. Recovery is possible but it’ll take time, how much I can’t say ’til he wakes.” Recovery sounded good. Papa’d be okay; Ran clutched his stuffed bear as the healer’s voice faded. Uncle Miren’s question cut the quiet, “When’ll he wake up?” Lying still, Ran waited; the reply was eaten by the quiet settling o’er the infirmary. He cried ’til a weak embrace, him, from his fears, pried. ~ ~ ~ A scene … Continue reading Eavesdropping – Writing 101 #10

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Friendship

Melinda Kucsera

Friendship Saveen regarded Ran in that open, trusting way of his; slow-witted they said; stupid, they called him, those orphan children, the Foundlings that mama had raised and led. Ran understood him even though Saveen was big like his uncle. His mind was small, which made him the perfect friend for one green eyed boy who didn’t want to be watched at all. They played knights and dragons. Creeping about from shadowed nook to pile of clothes, they slunk, stalking imaginary prey. Lookout! A monster’s rising–they pounce using spunk to defend ’cause no weapons are allowed, their foe fades to shadow and they stand proud. ~ ~ ~ Scene from … Continue reading Friendship

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Secret Admirer – A Daily Post Sonnet

Melinda Kucsera

Secret Admirer She fingered the course cloth of his green cloak. Her savior–a man with green eyes that burned with magical fire. Course fabric she strokes, feeling arms carrying her, unconcerned by the enemies still fighting. Three shafts bloomed in her attacker’s neck, her savior’s work, before he’d rescued her. Danger still loomed as he ran through forest where shadows lurk. Sudden impact–she’s falling; one raider’s accosted them. She’d hit her head, missed the fight; vile unconsciousness betrayed her. She has his cloak, his presence it insists. Her savoir’s face in good lighting she yearns to see, to give her thanks and his name learn. ~ … Continue reading Secret Admirer – A Daily Post Sonnet

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Writing 101 Assignment 5 – Legacy

Melinda Kucsera

“All that is gold does not glitter…” — JRR Tolkien Legacy (the Legend of the Curse Breaker) Not all gold glitters while some lies hidden. In caves deep and under waters sweet, bides that which can set all to right. Unbidden it rises from the depths to hand the guide knowledge true to right a wrong God still sees. Cursed since birth this child of a magic ban, to his hand draws kingmaker Legacy– the blade that shattered in the traitor’s hand. There it merges into a gleaming whole– Blade that regicide and fratricide broke– to heal a sundered land and … Continue reading Writing 101 Assignment 5 – Legacy

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Poetry 101 Rehab: Father

Melinda Kucsera

Blocks Ran sat used Papa as a backrest while he stacked blocks woven from wild reeds. Magic rushed ’round under Papa’s skin; it beguiled the child listening to its rhythmic music. Magic beat with his heart and sometimes in counterpoint. Ran’s hair stood up; Papa’s arm draped across his lap securing him in place. Green sparks raced across his father’s arm, leapt over Ran’s head outlining a loose sphere that winked in and out of view. Ran pushed blocks at the peak-a-boo curtain of power there. The block stopped mid-air within the sphere locked. Ran laughed and pushed on Papa’s magic wall that had become a new … Continue reading Poetry 101 Rehab: Father

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The Sky Cries Rain Tears

Melinda Kucsera

The Sky Cries “Why’s the sky cry?” asked Ran who walked beside. His question aimed at his somber father. “It’s raining not crying,” said Sarn, who tried not to look back, not to decipher her last words, not to dwell on things now ended. His eyes followed the lake’s curve to her home. But she’d gone back to a life upended— without a freak with a magic syndrome. Ran pipped up suddenly, “I know why it cries.” Sarn regarded his son for the answer, “Because you don’t cry, so for you, it cries.” Ran squeezed his father’s hand, looking wiser than his scant years. “You can cry, it’s okay. ‘Cause when I’m … Continue reading The Sky Cries Rain Tears

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Photo-fiction #10 – When Words Fail

Melinda Kucsera

When Words Fail Words shifted on the page, jumped up, rearranged. Sarn wrestled them, tried to glean meaning from the handwritten letters so estranged from their spoken counterparts. Divining nothing from it, he looked out at the street but felt no desire to go abroad until his son climbed up and took a seat on the table. Sarn felt less like a fraud with the closed book pushed aside by his son. Ran fingered the book. “Why you look so sad?” Sarn wanted to read stories to his son, the ones he’d loved most,  like a proper dad. He opened the book. Each word he sounded out; his son sat … Continue reading Photo-fiction #10 – When Words Fail

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Trick or Trick: A Daily Post Sonnet

Melinda Kucsera

Trick or Trick The simplicity of it convinced Sarn that Miren’s plan was sound. The trick appealed to his sense of justice and what a yarn it’d make if they could pull it off. Afield he searched for leaves of three. That poison ivy which Nolo had warned him never to touch. He gave his babysitters a lively chase. Dashing back to the barracks, prize clutched in gloved hands, he rushed to rub the leaves’ itch on the beds of his tormentors. Task done, Sarn ran back to the minders that he’d ditched to pretend he hadn’t left. That night begun with … Continue reading Trick or Trick: A Daily Post Sonnet

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If You Leave – A Daily Post Sonnet

Melinda Kucsera

If You Leave If you leave, I’ll follow,  Ran thought as he spread his short arms in a hug. He didn’t say any of this to the father whose knee he sat. His father held him, but didn’t say how this parting hurt him; how he wanted to take his son with him on a journey far to find the woman, who in dreams, haunted him. In her own tragedy, she now stars. His father left; Bear’s button eyes regard Ran from his rucksack and courage they give. Pack on back, he sneaks past sitter, door guard, and Rangers on patrol. He wouldn’t live one day … Continue reading If You Leave – A Daily Post Sonnet