Spent. They spent me. I'm a walking shell, echos bouncing around my paper-thin soul—echoes of the lost, the deaf ringing in the air, and the silent cries of pain as metal cuts through flesh. They found my spent body curled in a ball, cheek resting in the mud, fist clenched around the chains of dozens … Continue reading Fine.
[In honor of a dear friend who recently passed away.- Editorial Note] Lou walks among the moving pillars, commenting on balance, weight, and leverage. She strikes her palm against the uniform extension of fists, testing strength, searching for weakness, giving physical feedback. Thank you, Lou. I close my eyes, soaking in the calm snap of … Continue reading Goodbye…
[Something fun and a little random. - Editorial Note] Jump in three. I look at the team. They're good. Really good. That's why I jump last. My long-rifle has their backs as they land, roll, and dive forward. I'm good too, with an 86% success rate as point-man. That's not why they took me, though. … Continue reading Bye Bye Jet
Authorial Note: A study on character arc. (conclusion, this one didn't quite catch... but maybe you'll enjoy the main-character's opponent) The orange sun poured out its heat on the tired leather long-coat. It heated the iron spurs and made the black leather gloves glisten. The stained hat tipped down to keep the beating rays off … Continue reading Monsters; A Tale
Author's Note - It's been a while since I posted. And I'm not in the midst of writing anything in particular. Well, not any short stories. I am writing a novel. The third draft of it, in fact. And I thought ya'll might appreciate a snippet from it. Just a little glimpse. Enough to make … Continue reading The beginning of a novel…
Author's Note: This story, though not complete, has a slight plot arc... and in a way, it stands on its own. At some point, I may add on, or not. We'll see. Whatever the case, I hope you enjoy this little snippet. And feel free to think of where the story might go next. I … Continue reading Abort.
I made a mistake. And I grimace in joy at the consequences. In the heat of the moment, with the banner of our newly birthing nation wrapped around my mind, I pulled the trigger. My flintlock sent sparks to gunpowder and spit out the iron ball, and the prince, only five years old, fell bleeding … Continue reading Flintlock
“The darkness is rising. The Order is failing. We are all that is left and The Towers of The Four Corners of The World are the enemy's prime targets. Gentlemen, it is time to show the enemy a different face. If we are to win this war, wrath must be the name by which we … Continue reading Dandelion (a stand alone)
In the northeast quadrant of Thargonos sits the City Headquarters for Defense and Statistics. The top floor is technically my office now. But that doesn’t make much sense. An Upholder has no need for an office he doesn’t even know how to use. Let those who need it use it. My office is the streets. … Continue reading A Sequel To “The Static touch”.
Your hands grip my leather wrapped hilt as you drive me farther into his chest. His fiery eyes glaze over, smoldering. His skin turns ashen, and he drops to the ground as you pull my beautiful blade back out, bloody. Turning around you break into a jog, moving past the several pale bodies that lay … Continue reading I Reflect You (a stand alone)