Echoes of The Fall

April 9, 2016

Echoes of The Fall She awoke to the pitter-patters of rain on her cheek. Eyes struggling to open, the scene beheld was one of confusion. She could not discern ground from sky nor wall from floor. Eyes closed again, she inhaled deep and steadied her mind. Forced to squint at new-found light, a gleam of […]

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Ramble On, Ramble Forever

March 7, 2016

I’ve taken renewed vigor towards writing. Thanks largely in part to the fountain of support of my friend whom the internet calls SgtLion. Though his efforts have been the most powerful, I can’t understate the support of DB and Laurel. I don’t deserve any of you guys. I believe I’ve had a breakthrough. Not in […]

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I Remember

August 25, 2015

There was no light. There were no sounds. There wasn’t another soul inside, not even the festering company of a rat or a roach. This was no cell for criminals, no this was something different. The man in the cell knew the circumstances had changed. He knew this was special. He had thought he was […]

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The Favorite

April 23, 2015

The Favorite Young Brani stood there in silence, next to her sister. She didn’t know how to act at the present. No one was telling her what to do. It was refreshing, yet terrifying. She was weak. A useless burden to those around her. She had asked her father once, when she was just a […]

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Casualties of the Dimming Light

November 2, 2014

Cath’s smile wouldn’t go away. She looked like a fool smiling in satisfaction at the illusion of their own intellectual superiority. It was an odd grin, to be sure. Keelan wasn’t taken by her at first, the younger of the Zvijezda sisters, Brani, was much more to his carnal tastes, but Cath’s strangeness endeared her […]

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When We Were Strangers

September 28, 2014

When We Were Strangers- She had never been one for words. Stifled by fear, or perhaps simple loathing for what she was, the blacksmith’s daughter rarely made much more than a peep around anyone but her close family. “Go fetch us some bread from the market, Cath.” Her father had said. A simple task to […]

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