FROM BLOOD OF THE UNICORN - (language, smut, drug use) We walked in silence for a while, only the death of plant life marked our passing. I led him to a tree I had found with the most delicious properties, what I called the RED TREE, it’s bark, bio-luminescent glowing a sinister scarlet. Curling a… Continue reading As you wish.
(Shefa - Book III - Kings) Hanging bloody, staring at his own innards through his one good eye, struggling for every breath - both in and out, hoping his capture comes back so he can spit in his face just one more time before the end. The rhythmic patter of blood splattering against his disemboweled… Continue reading Death is my reward.
I don't typically have pedestrian thoughts. I don't worry about affording college for my kids or if i'm doing enough to earn that promotion at work. I never wonder if my wife is cheating, what i'll do when my cat and friend of 15 years dies - it just doesn't gain traction in my mind.… Continue reading Don’t guess, listen.
Mim floated down the central corridor on his Wind Blades a tightly controlled disk of spinning wind under each foot, rotating opposite directions, pulling him forward like the gears of a clock. He was headed for a meeting in his audience chamber but was ambushed in the west hall. He dismounted somewhat puzzled at his… Continue reading Power changes hands.
Going back to Antiquity and beyond, leaders, when faced with unwinnable odds, noting the shift in moral of their troops, responded with the most dramatic act possible; the removal of all options save victory and death. When Hernan Cortez arrived in the new world, he burned his ships behind him. There was no retreat, no… Continue reading Raze your fleet!
“Your power is impressive. A lesser soul would have been obliterated. I am Dragon. So…are you with me, human?” Raymond noted movement behind him, someone was stirring. “Your plan!” Raymond barked in a harsh whisper. “The king will see this blaze. He cannot ignore. His citizens will have his head if does nothing. The Silver… Continue reading Fiddle and dance
The air was crisp with the first whispers of winter. The sun was setting, my heart was racing and my skin was alive with an eagerness I couldn’t hide. As you get older lust doesn’t hit as often or as hard as it used to but there I was, 16 and nervous and afraid to breathe. … Continue reading Wednesday
CHAPTER X SKY THE COLOR OF FLAME Night fell in THE ROT and tonight like every night, the creatures of crime and shadow slithered out of their holes looking for fun, fools, and fault; in short, fresh victims. The sex workers hiked up their skirts and tugged down their tops, the drug dealers loaded their… Continue reading From SABER
“Stay, right back,” Shefa wasn’t gone long maybe a minute, but a minute alone in the dark in a strange place is an eternity. From the back of the cave came a rumble, a staccato, pumping, aggressive sound that was in no way natural. The smell of hot metal soon followed and a sound like… Continue reading From: SABER Shefa’s car