The Brother was forever at the food press when Ma was away and I’d be telling him off, saying to him stop that, you’ll have us both in trouble. Read More
Once upon a time here was a toilet that had forgotten how to flush. Read More
So this is what it has come to. Smoking crack in a dumpster. I guess it could be worse. I could still be chained by the ankles in that dungeon. Read More
“Greetings Bartonious! Does the day find you well?” says Lord Greimeare, happy to see his trusted advisor.
“Indeed it does my lord, though I have some issues I need to bring to your attention.” says Bartonious, bowing in respect to his master.
Lord Greimeare burst into laughter.
“Oh, Bartonious, you are so efficient. Where would I be without you?”
“I could not imagine my lord. Shall I proceed?” Read More
Deeper and deeper he delved into the tunnel with no breath of wind to shift the sweat from his body. He was not discomforted by cobwebs or biting bugs; nothing lives in this passageway. The words adorning the entrance some hours behind him assured him of the morbidity of the place, ‘Momento Mori’ …’remember that you will die’. He did not expect to find life here. Read More
Martin and Chris had their arms on each others shoulders as the swayed from side to side in time to the music blaring out of the jukebox at the back of the bar. As the song finished they fell back into their seats laughing and swigging out of their beer glasses. Read More
Three men crested a hill, which brought the shattered shanty village into view. They crouched down, the first man took out binoculars, the second loaded an arrow into his crossbow and the third calmly watched the two of them. Read More