The writings of Hunter Coch


Its Eyes Looked Beyond

Forest of twilight,

With trees thick, the path’s overgrown

To the hidden grove.


What light shines through the canopy leaves comes only in small rays that highlight the vibrant hues and make shine the tiny particles trapped within its beam. Small beasts scurry unseen in the dense foliage. Dead leaves crackle underfoot.


Vines crawl its stone face

Through lycan and moss of greens,

This ancient form stands.


The air is thick and heavy. Shadows move in unnatural ways and it feels like insects are following. The knowledge of time is gone. We walk the way disoriented, searching for the ancient rumor as the birds call from above.


The ancient idol

From beyond man’s memory

Waits for those who come.


What will we find? What lies at the end of our paths? What people would come to this hellish place to build in such a hostile environment? Do we seek a sacred grove of ancient wonders? What will we learn of this ancient people?


Into the distance,

It sees in shade and shadow,

It knows who’s coming.


The past is gone, the way is lost. We know neither direction nor distance. But we hear a call from afar, the distance song that sings to our dreams. We see a light in our mind’s eye. I fear, but we must move forward.


Light through broken leaves

Shines light on forgotten stone.

The way is open.


We stand up on a hilltop clear but for tall grass and a single stone idol, large and imposing. The sky is a light was fire; as the sun descends the stars flicker into existence. Filled with excitement, anticipation, and fear, he approached unwillingly.


Eyes of stone look deep,

From a time beyond knowledge

And civilized man.


My friends are gone. Hope is gone. We came in search of lost civilizations. We came to understand our own past. But this was not of human hands. I now know what lies within stone. I am gone.


Alone in the woods,

Stands an ancient stone idol,

Its eyes look beyond.



Reality fades


Lost in the forest

Of fae and deep fantasy,

Reality fades

And insanity takes form,

And dreams forever seduce.

Note: Fay and Fae are interchangeable.

The Dark Door


Gardens of secrets.

What sits behind the dark door?


To see beyond walls.


Do nymphs dance seductively

Or do dark gods lie in wait?



Through dark clouds it comes

To feast on the lost and damned.


Songs of thunder.



Between sand and sea,

Between stone and oceans breeze,

Between now and then,

Sits the way to other realms;


Realms of dancing fae,