Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales

Joined May 2022

318 stories

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I love to write. I have a deep love for words and language; a budding philologist (a late bloomer according to my father). I have been fascinated with the construction of sentences and how meaning is derived from the order of words.

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The Voice in the Void
I follow the echo, a sound older than sound, thread of breath drawn through the hollow of nothing. The forests hush. The oceans lean closer.
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales4 months ago in Poets
The First Fire
Before the stag, before the snare, there was only fire. Not flame to warm the hand, but the ember that split the void, the seed that taught darkness to bear light.
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales4 months ago in Poets
The Hunt Within
At last, the trail ends— not in clearing or cave, not in the snare of silence, not in the echo of hooves— but at the mirror of water,
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales4 months ago in Poets
The Empty Hands
I return with nothing. Not stag, not silence, not even the echo of wings. My hands ache from grasping air. The bow hangs hollow,
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales4 months ago in Poets
The Snare of Silence
The trap lies waiting, woven of vine and thorn, baited with hunger itself. I watch as the shadows shift, and something enters—
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales4 months ago in Poets
The Shadowed Stag
At the forest’s edge he stands— a stag antlered with flame, shadows clothed around his body like armor, like smoke. No breath stirs in the trees.
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales4 months ago in Poets
The Call of the Woods
The forest does not wait to be entered. It leans forward, a green-breathed presence pressing against my skin, guiding my step deeper
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales4 months ago in Poets
The Last Veil
stars fade into mist, echoes fracture into void— night unmasks the soul
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales4 months ago in Poets
The Omen's Flight
ravens wheel at dusk, black feathers fall without sound— secrets drift like ash
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales4 months ago in Poets
The Howling Veil
a hollow wind screams, yet no branches bend or break— the cry has no mouth
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales4 months ago in Poets
Lake of Silence
the lake holds its breath, a single ripple circles— no cry ever leaves
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales4 months ago in Poets
The Drowned Mirror
the river holds still, faces gather in the depths— none return my gaze
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales4 months ago in Poets

Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales

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The Voice in the Void

The First Fire

The Hunt Within

The Empty Hands

The Snare of Silence

The Shadowed Stag

The Call of the Woods

The Last Veil

The Omen's Flight

The Howling Veil

Lake of Silence

The Drowned Mirror

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