Stories Without Voice
By: Wilona Riva
Disclaimer: Never have; never will, but can dream.
Gonna Be the One
They reluctantly agreed;
The boy would need to be watched.
He was a powder keg ready to explode,
Taking everyone with him.
The girl-who-wasn't-real melted slowly away;
A man who lived two lives crushed some pills and entered the dreamless sleep of the dead.
Three lives stand athwart a tangled timestream-
Who would be the one to wear the old king's crown?
