
Rae listened to Ezra as they sat at the canyon’s edge, looking away from the falls to the open land below. The hills continued into the distance until they disappeared in a lavender mist.
Tribal 11 — Notes From Afar
Rae listened to Ezra as they sat at the canyon’s edge, looking away from the falls to the open land below. The hills continued into the distance until they disappeared in a lavender mist.
Tribal 11 — Notes From Afar
The sun was falling behind the mountains, peeking over the ridges, and setting the hills, like backbones of long sleeping dragons, ablaze in golden hues.
Tribal-10 — Notes From Afar
“Ang ganda mo, Tala-Rae.” You are beautiful, Ezra greeted Rae as her eyes opened to the green and gray mist that surrounded them up in their perch.
Tribal-009 — Notes From Afar
Rae rolled over on her side and pressed herself against Ezra. He was warm and had a certain softness in his relaxed state that Rae loved.
Tribal-008 — Notes From Afar
What does that sigh mean when preceded by the fragrance of flowers mixed with coconut oil, raw, unfiltered, and sensational under pressing fingers, strong palms, and probing thumb?
Tribal-007 — Notes From Afar
Rae rolled carefully on her back and let the sensuous feel of the fur pelts against her skin urge her with pleasant thoughts to arise and greet the day
Tribal-006 — Notes From Afar
Rae, defiant and enraged with adrenaline, placed her weapon on safe and muttered, “how do you like that, fur-burger?”
Tribal-005 — Notes From Afar
Rae has her first encounter with the wildlife on old Earth while Ezra frantically tries to intervene.
Tribal-004 — Notes From Afar
Rae sees Ezra from a distance in the jungle for the first time.
Tribal-003 — Notes From Afar
You alone shall climb my steep and rocky soul. Kahlil Gibran Image Source: Pinterest TRIBAL Chapter 2 Defeat By Kahlil Gibran Defeat, my Defeat, my solitude, and my aloofness; You are dearer to me than a thousand triumphs, And sweeter to my heart than all world-glory. Defeat, my Defeat, my self-knowledge, and my defiance, […]
Tribal-002 — Notes From Afar
Captain Rae is shot down and lost in the jungle.
Tribal-001 — Notes From Afar
Captain Sophia Rae discovers her ancient history and her future with the aid of a cheeky AI.
Tribal-Prologue — Notes From Afar
Don’t go, I plead wordlessly. But I can taste the good-bye on his lips Marie Lu, Prodigy The Sad Café VII A love story by Holly Hunter and Hyperion Sturm Common Ground By Holly Hunter The heart can fall like a suicide spiral down like the shade of midnight deserts cold as petals on […]
The Sad Cafe VII — Notes From Afar
David and Renate are Reunited in Saint-Tropez. Love blooms anew but the call of destiny is a discordant note.
The Sad Cafe VI — Notes From Afar
There is nothing in the back of this cafe. It sits right on the margin between the edge of the world and infinite possibilities. Gloria Naylor, Bailey’s Café The Sad Cafe V A Love Story by Holly Hunter and Hyperion Sturm Incantations By Holly Hunter When all that I want is so far away and […]
The Sad Cafe V — Notes From Afar
The very essence of romance is uncertainty. Oscar Wilde The sad cafe iv A Love Story by Holly Hunter and Hyperion Sturm She Doesn’t Speak French By Holly Hunter On sleepless nights I stroll the left bank in black sequined heels My eyelids are heavy with smoky glitter. Among the art I find you your […]
The Sad Cafe IV — Notes From Afar
Renate recalls precious moments with her first true love.
Sad Cafe III — Notes From Afar
The story of the Sad Cafe continues as the two lovers revisit old memories.
Sad Cafe II — Notes From Afar
By chance to former lovers meet. Can they rekindle their flame?
The Sad Cafe — Notes From Afar
I am accepting of contradiction, but recently I feel numb. I try to imagine frustration is a large pond in the middle of the forest. In the soothing isolation of my introspection, I wade into the water and let it wash over me. It can be hard to understand the ocean from dry land. Surrounding […]
Wavering Faith — Notes From Afar
The boredom doesn’t have to win.
Monday Muse — Notes From Afar
The world changes, we do not, therein lies the irony that kills us. Anne Rice – Interview With the Vampire Vampires and Vampiresses can obtain great age and wisdom. Let’s have some fun. You know, when the world is churning and burning all around us and in the face of an imposing fate, we make […]
My Vampiress — Notes From Afar
Originally posted on Apple Rae: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GCgt-d8m1c8 Part One: It’s easy. It’s easy to become prey and be eaten alive by our own set of negative thinking. Those dialogues in our head that battle and bring us in a deep state of anxiety or maybe even depression. Thoughts that tell us how hopeless life currently is…
Fighting Mental Wars | How to Stay Alive During these Uncertain Times — Notes From Afar
Old Poems recycled with new thoughts.
River of Soul — Notes From Afar
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. Marianne Williamson, When Love Takes Flight. On a plane to Africa, I thought of you. The river between Mozambique and Zimbabwe was beautiful, and deadly too. Out in the high country, across the Black Sea, I needed you. Frozen and exhausted, I wanted to […]
Reflection — Notes From Afar
Apple Rae, The Idea Provoker, brings us an enlightened message for the new world born in Pandemic.
Connection — Notes From Afar
Three things in human life are important: the first is to be kind; the second is to be kind; and the third is to be kind. Henry James Cloudy eyes under folds of skin charred by a life of sun and wind by chance stopped me on the quay awaiting transport to my next sin. […]
Kindness — Notes From Afar
In ancient times cats were worshipped as gods; they have not forgotten this. Terry Pratchett It was a dark and stormy night. Little Gaston, a waif of a cat with ribs showing through lackluster fur, searched vainly for his Kibbles and Bits. The bastards forgot me again, he sighed. These were famine times and Gaston […]
Gaston the Cat-Prologue — Notes From Afar
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning, We will remember them. Laurence Binyon In flames and rivers of crimson, they lay, With weary eyes, they saw their fate. As the […]
I Remember That Day — Notes From Afar
Gunnar enters the gates of samsara to try again to find his love.
Paint Me-10 — Notes From Afar
Gunnar becomes obsessed with Sari’s portrait and Sari leaves Gunnar to set him free.
Paint Me-9 — Notes From Afar
Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey. Lord Byron The millwork paid well. Gunnar’s body and mind responded well to physical labor. Hard work made him hungry, and he looked forward to the joy of a hot meal and Sari’s companionship. She kept him always striving to catch up for […]
Paint Me-8 — Notes From Afar
Sari seems to have pulled Gunnar back from the edge but Gaston is getting a bit peeved with all the love making out of season.
Paint Me-7 — Notes From Afar
Sari drifts into Melanie’s persona and captures Gunnar’s heart and the playful attention of the otters by the spillway.
Paint Me-6 — Notes From Afar
Sari and Gunnar bond over the painting Sari has commissioned from Gunnar.
Paint Me-5 — Notes From Afar
Gunnar begins the journey to paint Sari.
Paint Me-4 — Notes From Afar
Gunnar, desperate to fund his obsession with painting, meets an interesting admirer of his art.
Paint Me-3 — Notes From Afar
The short days of fall in the mountains were beautiful times to Melanie. She felt the cool darkness travel along her arms and face as she made her way along the forest trail. She loved how everything was covered in the burnt ocher of clouds set aflame by the sunset. The last light of day […]
Paint Me-2 — Notes From Afar
An artist becomes lost in his art and his subject unaware that his subject is lost in him.
Paint Me-1 — Notes From Afar
The history of melancholia includes all of us. Charles Bukowski I’d like to let all of my dear readers know that with the conclusion of The March of the Cybrids, I’ll be starting a new novella entitled, Paint Me. This is a story about an eccentric painter obsessed with trying to capture the beauty he […]
Announcing Paint Me — Notes From Afar
After every war comes the reconciliation. While governments feud, old soldiers come to terms.
March of the Cybrids-Epilogue — Notes From Afar
Valeriya meets Kirill and offers him a way to peace for his Cybrids.
March of the Cybrids-30 — Notes From Afar
Valeriya arrives at Kirills command post and uses her friendly relationship with staff to see Kirill.
March of the Cybrids-29 — Notes From Afar
Gloria and Raul give all they have and yet there is still more to do.
March of the Cybrids-28 — Notes From Afar
Gloria and Raul fight the Cybrid Rebels hand to hand but taking damage as they go.
March of the Cybrids-27 — Notes From Afar
Raul and Gloria spend what could be their last night together as they prepare to confront the Cybrid Rebels.
March of the Cybrids-26 — Notes From Afar
Gloria and Raul arrive at the Safe House in Tbilisi and prepare to confront Vika.
March of the Cybrids-25 — Notes From Afar
Gloria and Raul are surprised to meet Val when she turns up to take them to Tbilisi.
March of the Cybrids-24 — Notes From Afar
Gloria and Raul decide to risk making contact in a remote Georgian village to resupply and contact their mission handler.
March of the Cybrids-22 — Notes From Afar
Gloria and Raul decide to try a resupply in a small village and discover the impact of the Cybrid war on locals.
March of the Cybrids-21 — Notes From Afar