Kale Sinclair
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Author | Poet | Husband | Dog Dad | Nerd
Find my published poetry, and short story books here!
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A, Good Morning
Layers of rich sapphire, and bright violet melt into one another as the sun’s golden aura quickly invades their intimacy with overwhelming fluctuations of warmth. The stars retreat into the distance, the moon fades to a faint grey shadow, and the velvety, butter-milk clouds emerge out of the black to re-claim their positions.
By Kale Sinclair3 years ago in Poets
The Last Valley
May 20th, 982 A.D Coast of Northern England There weren't always dragons in the valley. First there were men, women and children, mostly Christian survivors who pilgrimed to the Valley of Rue after the fall of the Roman Empire. Following centuries of reconstruction, and the bloody push to spread Christianity throughout the land, merciless Vikings from the north began their century-long invasion of the Saxon land, and its people. Along with their sharpened broad swords, thick shields, nautical expertise and fearless honor, they also brought with them the savage will of their Pagan God’s. Odin and his leather-bound legions clashed against God and his silk-worn warriors. Valhalla sought to unhinge the countless falsities of Heaven’s ridiculous promises, while Heaven campaigned to denounce Valhalla’s existence entirely.
By Kale Sinclair4 years ago in Fiction
Warwick
P A R T . O N E Isle of Man | 1930 Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. Soaring beneath those cold, saffron clouds, high above the Irish Sea, was Warwick - who was anxiously returning home after delivering his final Hogwarts Letter.
By Kale Sinclair4 years ago in Fiction
