One in the Shadows part one
December 29, New York It was a windy day in the city, the snow on the ground blew aross each street and alley. The people buddled up in their coats as they went on with their bussiness, as the cars on the road slowly drove up and down each...
Regrets
Her mind was flooded with thoughts he lurked every moment of time though she didn't need to see him she knew he haunted her what bugs us the most, no one knew that was her ghost we didn't know her strife
A Letter to Sapphire
A letter to Sapphire (Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.) Dear Sapphire, Hello. I hope you are doing well. I see you are still shining like you always have. You haven't changed a bit have...
The Hunter
The hunter sits at the bar, sipping from his mug of ale, dressed in dark, worn leathers, hair wet and hanging loosely. All around him the townsfolk laugh and chatter in the warm light as they nurse their own drinks and meals. The hunter's eyes glint...
Keep it Up
"Good, keep it up." _Shut up._ Kevin was tired of hearing that passive-aggressive bullshit, the manager's way of saying 'you used to suck, now you don't suck, keep not sucking.' Never mind he already worked the press faster than suggested for...
Court Date
"Don't you think they were too kind?" "Kind?" Bertrand replied incredulously. "You call banishment 'kind'?" "For the crime? Yes." Answered Jerica plainly as they strolled the great hall of the courts, all around them noblemen, soldiers and...
Burn
"i just done telling you that no one will miss her. ... though, i'd understand if your own family has made you a bit soft to these things." ... yep, i'm gonna kill him. "okay, i'm interested.
Any Day Now
"No..." Breathed Blondie as he knelt by his companion's side, looking down at the man who was all too still. "No, no no, don't do this!" Blistered hands reached out to slap weakly at dying man's face, framed by that raven hair that had grown tangled...
What We Always Dreamed Of
"You're late." "I know." I replied plainly, seating myself across from him at the little, steel-wire table. It was all very cliché; the cafe, the large, bald man in a suit, reclined comfortably, the smoldering cigar between his thick fingers. For a...
THE FRONT: PART 8
"Redeem myself? What the hell was I thinking?" Scott asked himself, he was back in the trenches, their earthen walls closing in on him as he sat in his dugout and tried to avoid the rain. It had been raining for nearly a week now, but the German...
THE FRONT: PART 4
The rain resumed again, and the steady tapping noise only served to shatter Scott's nerves further. He raised his rifle and pointed it through the parapet slit and used the barrel to knock the decaying arm out of sight. That made him feel slightly...
THE FRONT: PART 3
The dark wrapped around Scott like a cloak, and although his ears were pricked all the way up, and although there was practically no noise Scott was still sure that there were Germans in the dark, waiting for the right moment to pounce and slit his...