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
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
She closed her front door quickly behind her, checked her peep hole to see if anyone was behind her and darted into the kitchen, clutching the bag closely to her chest. Her hurried frame only slowed as she laid the bag gentle on the table, then she checked all the doors and windows in the house were locked, curtains were closed and no one was watching her house, that no one knew what she had. Read More
B’lzug and Ooth drifted, as is their custom, through a pink, green and red nebula. They discussed the lives of the beings inhabiting a nearby planet as they drifted. 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
He fell to his knees in front of her, pawing at her skirt.
“Please,” he said,”Make something, anything, just so I can witness it.”
She looked down at the disturbance at her feet, saw the fly that had landed there and with a flick of her dress tossed him aside. Read More