Whispering
leaves
In empty
rooms
Forgotten
adventures
Turning to
dust,
Slain
On
technological lust.
***
Lone candles
On stormy
nights
Flickering
shadows
Of forgotten
dreams,
In search
Of long lost
White
knights.
***
Prophecy
Calling upon
the brave
To end,
With nothing
But an early
grave.
***
Forever
Forever
Is the teardrop frozen on a statue's
cheek,
Forever
Is the pain between each heartbeat,
Forever
Is the blood flowing from broken
wings
Forever
Is the sun casting dark shadows far from
ground,
Forever
Is the word etched upon the stone,
Forever
Is the tomorrow that never came.
***
The King of
the Sky
Majestic
wings unfurl,
Soaring up
on high,
Six foot
shadow
Against the
cloudless sky.
Feathers in
the golden sunlight blaze,
Moving with
timeless grace
Glidings for
eternity
Over ancient
mountain glens.
Forever the
King of the sky.
***
All At Sea
Dragons
head,
Splits the
ebon mist,
Drum and
oar,
Echo of
velvet waters,
Sailcloth,
Snaps a
tattoo,
Of distant
lands,
and golden
hoards.
For all at
sea
We Vikings
go.
***
Editorial
Hey you
there at the back, stop dripping goo and listen up. This is Omega, a heavily tentacled muti-eyed brand spanking new
magazine for original science fiction and fantasy brought to you by the power
of many coffee-induced dreams and nightmares of the screamingly unusual kind.
Contained
within these oh so precious pages that have been slave laboured over and peiced
together with maximum bloodshed are extremely astonishing works of science
fiction and fantasy for you to peruse at your intimate leisure.
All
guaranteed to be original to a t-bone that you might pick from between your
nicely sharpened teeth. So sit back in
your feather lined nest of warm Nerf hide and start reading.
M. Paton
Editor