The Loot Reven watched trunk after trunk of pilfered items float their way into the small apartment he shared with Liam in Ajana. Workmen carried each lacquered wooden piece as if it contained a sleeping infant, each of them eyeing Liam with concern. The thief-taker eyed each of the workman in turn, glaring at them [...]
Bar Fight Haze’s head connected sharply to the glass of the car beneath him. He felt the wind rush out of him, and his vision tunnel for a brief moment. Waves of vertigo followed, then gripping panic. The panic made his temperature rise, made his veins burn like molten lava, and his mind explode with [...]
The Hill The Hill was what the Americans called their parliament building. It was all stone and endless hallways with no windows. It was boorish. Julian knew it was not ‘parliament’ but he stood with his hands clasped behind his back looking distastefully at a statue of one of the founding fathers. He was parliament [...]
Changes All things in life must change. Some are good, some are bad, some just have to happen because things get old and moldy. Every year folks start with a list of changes they are going to make. They raise up their scratch paper full of resolutions and declare “This will be my year!”… and [...]
Everything Floats Reven Si’ahl sat with arms and legs dangling over the flotsam that sufficed as a bridge between two anchored ships. He groaned with nausea, his stomach churning as the bridge, the ships, the entire city, in fact, swayed back and forth with the ocean tides. He clung to the ropes, toes bobbing in [...]
Reflections and thoughts surrounding my year and my hopes for 2019.
James Kendall acclimates to new powers, new city, and new life as a member of the PeaceKeepers.
** This is FANfiction. It is an old piece, but one of my favorites. All characters are property of DC Comics. ** “MOM!!!” Dick shot up in bed with a strangled gasp, the sheets tangled about him like tentacles waiting to squeeze for the kill. He panted wildly and tried to regain some semblance of peace [...]
Not everything is sunshine and roses. Not everything is 'broken'.
Let the insanity begin!! The flurry of action that occurs every year in November has returned. We collect our candies, our snacks, drinks, comfy sitting spots, and tools of creation. We mentally prepare for the onslaught of words, words, words! I am, of course, talking about NaNoWriMo. It's here. In but mere hours we, the [...]