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
She was tall Had skin like fall She knew she was smart But that wouldn't be enough She had fought for it all Every minute she spent She knew it would've meant Giving it all up for him Not knowing she was only part of his whim She...
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
She spotted the judges that presided over whole affair, the ones who had handed down the punishment of exile, they stood close together and spoke in low, calm tones, but anyone who knew better could tell their conversation was agitated.
Burn
"Go away." "No." What a pain in the ass. I hoped vainly that I'd never see him again, but of course I knew otherwise. I'd only be rid of him when he was dead and buried, and even then... "_Go away_." "Not doing." Good lord, man, I will hurt you....
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 triangular point was to keep stab wounds open, flat bayonets, like the ones employed by the germans, tended to be less deadly because their wounds could be easily stitched and bound.
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...