The Corporate: Part 3 of 8
The winter chronicles december of 2013 the corporate: part 3 of 8 harold had been sitting quietly in his seat. and while he was eagerly taking in his food, the feast in front of him did little to spark the faintest of conversation.
Chapter One
._ it is a chilly afternoon on the third of december, twelve days from my birthday, eighteen days from the winter solstice, and twenty-two days from christmas.
Desperate To Pass {Desperation, WS}
(written in december, reposting on sf now) it was the first of december. it was snowing that morning. the time was 7:59 at a testing center. it was one of those standardized tests that colleges require you to do to see if you are good enough for them.
Facing the Real World Chapter 1: Beginning (Scrapped)
I rewrote this on the fourth of december 2013. i'm sorry for it being so short but it was the best i could do with so little material to begin with in the first place... i tried. scrapped, soo terrible....
The Corporate: Part 7 of 8
The winter chronicles december of 2013 the corporate: part 7 of 8 these images of him, playing with his sister. his parents bringing dinner out to them. what a wonderful life it was. but why was he being shown this? what could any of this mean?
Split Of Fate - II - The Dragon’s Funeral
Sketched in december 2020, written in spring 2021, developed more or less in the summer, finished in december 2021, or not actually finished.
The Corporate: Part 1 of 8
The winter chronicles december of 2013 the corporate: part 1 of 8 this is the story of a man named harold. harold was the top man of a large and widely successful corporation.
A small update
As for the future, i am planning another raffle for december, though without a drive so please look forward to that if you've commissioned me this year. as always thanks everyone for their support and i look forward to writing more.
Merry Christmas
december second, jarred pashko, dead by stab precision shot to the head by a long distance crossbow. december third, colton howler, dead by poisoning from his drink. though, this year they are all serial rapists.
The Corporate: Part 5 of 8
The winter chronicles december of 2013 the corporate: part 5 of 8 the light had subsided. harold opened his eyes. he was in his office. was this all just a dream? had he simply just fallen asleep at his desk? of course!
Shadow of a Freelancer Ch 12.) Cardinal Defeat
"shit...obsidian, freelancer dead eye just died...mark the time of death as december 9, 2337 at 7:51 pm."
The Dark Secret of the Great War. (Chapter 1 'At the start' Pg1)
The year was 1913 december 19th, i was stationed with field marshal douglas haig as we were looking through the seemingly charming city of paris. i'll be honest.