I yearn for the days of old.I look to the hillsfor adventure and glory. I look to the seasto fight the good fight.To dash to and frofighting my waythrough the day. I look to the desertsbarreling fiercelyon my strong steed.Breaking through thelines of the weary enemy. I see my Read more…
We lived in our quiet homeand ate of our good bounty,until the walls fell. They were built to last forever. But forever is just a word, meaningless in the dark. We fought against the darkness that invaded. We were strong together. Divided, it was still stronger. It came for Read more…
The wind knows of sorrows long past.Ancient souls long forgotten,yearning to rise again. Cries are heard through distant valleys, of the coming of the lost ones. Storms rise and fall on the voices of the old, the feeble, the few who remember of old. When in times before, the Read more…
“He just scratches the walls, day and night”, Conner said. “His nails came off weeks ago. We bandage them, but he keeps scratching until they’re broken through again.” Dr. Manheim peered through the small window in the door, watching James run his fingers back on forth on the far Read more…
They had said he never listened, and someday he’d learn his lesson. They told him not to go into the old Hill mansion. They told him not to touch the stain on the floor in the abandoned library. He kept wrenching back and forth, trying desperately to pull his Read more…
Strapped with duct tape to an old rusty table, Mark could only see the musty ceiling. He tried to speak, but his mouth was gapingly taped open. He could only grunt like an animal. “Sorry chief, I don’t speak ‘grunty’,” Josh snickered, coming into Mark’s view. “You’re pretty agitated, Read more…
He was getting angry, though he knew he shouldn’t let her get to him. For the sixty third time this month June had said no to his advances, and she went quickly to sleep. He watched her now as she slept, the top of one foot sneaking out from Read more…