The bitter heart writes bitter songs, creating fragile beauty of almost indescribable sadness. He who sings the songs learns by osmosis the state of the writer, but if he sings and is himself the writer, there can be no redemption. The darkness that is his soul’s dwelling place is forming a rising pool that in the end must engulf the singer, who will drown in the silent blackness, the bitter heart to write no more.
DRY WATER is a writer's blog for Charles "Mitch" Turner. His blog of free stories is here: https://cturnertales.blogspot.com/ Author of Mexican Red, Gwenn Wrenn, or, The Hollow Planet, Bonobos, Sam Paine, Spelville, Beyond the Dark Water, Ebenezer's Ghost and Poppy Fields of Mars.
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