Stars
_(august 10, 2018)_ i wake up abruptly to meet the sky at night; illuminated; glowing with stars so bright; it is these stars that represent my might; inversely - each one represents the extent of my plight.
Nightmare Company
(i'm personally writing this series for the guys at fort russell)** in 2018, the united states military formed a joint shock troop unit with the canadian and british military.
The Keys To My Heartbreak
_(july 2, 2018)_ for a while i felt bliss; with an opportunity that i thought i couldn't miss; the power of love, i couldn't resist; when i knew all that was in front of me was mist... ...and through the mist i chose to be blind; leaving my greatest
Forlorn
Forlorn (04/09/2018) lie awake within my bed, books beside are left unread, tears run hot across my face, pining for a warm embrace, drowning in the loneliness, sink into the black abyss, demons clinging to my back spirit has begun
Programmed To Lie
_(july 9, 2018)_ _you know who you are...
Drawing ideas (sfw)
The first idea i had was my character looking into a mirror, looking at his 2018 outfit. which was my red t-shirt, with black sleeves, collar and tall end of the shirt. black jeans and black low tops.
Foreward
#1 of fictober 2018 what the heck is this all about?! i had considered doing something like inktober myself, except doing stories instead of drawings. with the push of a friend of mine, i decided to go ahead and try my hand at it.
Deception (Bread And Circuses)
Deception: bread and circuses (03/06/2018) release the beast that lives inside, all of the world you must confide, with phone in hand and twisted grin, indulge in every single sin, self-absorbed and foolish too, ignore the truth in front
Refuge - Prologue
December 26, 2018 refuge a story by: full moon fanfictions \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* prologue crisp moonlit night? check.
Heart Of A Gunslinger
Heart of a gunslinger (06/16/2018) what a glorious life, it has often been said, living free as a bird, but the mountain of dead, haunt me at night, so i rarely sleep, i toss and i turn, and some nights i weep, stealing and
Wasted
Wasted (06/12/2018) a generation hasn't gone, without becoming ruler's pawn, sent away to serve their need, fighting for their endless greed, hack and slash or shoot the gun, for there is nowhere they can run, win the fight and save
"A Familiar Fantasy"
A familiar fantasy by ken anderson , 12 october, 2018 when i retire, often late at night, when the drink and the smoke have awakened my sight, i close my eyes, and clear my mind, and just drift away, leaving earth behind.