Dany Slone

Creative Fiction

abundance

  • The Eternal Scribe #6 : Rome

    In Alexandria’s opulent halls, Thoth reclined with Cleopatra, her asp coiled on a cushion, its eyes glinting like jewels.“Caesar’s ambition bores me,” she said, her fingers brushing the tablet. “What can this do?” “Make you divine,” Thoth murmured, his lips grazing her neck. “Leave him. Rule with me.”Her smile was a blade. “Done.” Caesar burst Read more

  • An Ode To The Lough

    O, Lough Neagh, mirror of the faëry land, Thy waters gleam, a silvered dream untold, Where shadows dance and elfin spirits stand, In realms of magic, mystic and old. Thy bosom smooth, a sheet of polished glass, Reflects the heavens, clouds of pearl and gray; Or when the sun, a golden orb, doth pass, Thy Read more