An idle Prelude... Eighteen. Let's say Nineteen for good measure. Each beginning different, every ending the same. But don't believe everything you read. Not anything you see. Only what you hear. There will be blood. In two forms. Two sides. Two halves. And an extra meant as the bow on the box. Don't believe the …
Category: Middle of the Month
Stop Resisting
Just listen to the beat. It helped me concentrate. Helped me get into the zone. I had everyone of my tools and felt the weight of each one strapped to my belt. I couldn't draw my gone because the two hands on the steering wheel were the only realiable things keeping me and my partner …
After the end of the world…
When the singularity was created, there was peace. There wasn't any fighting. No war. No trouble. Just an understanding that we needed to keep moving towards a prosperous future. But, of course, like Sigma theorized and thought, that was all temporary. He tried to warn others, tried to build a group so they would have …
Abandon all hope, those who enter.
The door creaked open. I lumbered my 1980s space suit through the doorway and found artificial gravity. I was blinded by the light. I could tell right off that I was still inside the underground bunker. My suit could tell the levels of elements in the open air, it could measure and filter any foreign …
Tentacle + Vampire = Vampire Squid?
Richard waddled through the shadows. He fumbled over some desks, burst through a glass window on accident, and slapped to the streets like a rag slathered with chunky mud. It was the third time that week. Richard wasn't the brightest. Or the strongest, or quickest. He was middle tier. Exactly middle tier. He was that …
Tabula Rasa
My time alone became less and less about the loneliness. At first, I thought it would be the perfect venue to vent any frustrations or to, you know, just yell without feeling subconscious about others hearing me. Floating in space gave me that control within control thing I've been looking for. Drifting in space allowed …
Don’t Hurt the Babies
Not a lot of time. Never enough time. Roger vaulted over a fence, crashed through a pack of loose trash cans, and reached the end of the longest alleyway on the planet. If New York wasn't composed of people, it was nothing but a maze of buildings and businesses. At the end, Roger swiveled so …
