Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Bloody Jenny

Jenny Flanders, "Bloody Jenny", as she would one day be called, looked down at her dead husband. He'd taken his last breath only a few moments before. Life on board ship hadn't been all bad, though it was hardly the one she thought she'd signed up for. When she and Jeremiah married, she'd known...

Monday, May 30, 2016

There is nothing // Quite so sweet // As freshly caught // Man of meat

There is nothing Quite so sweet As freshly caught Man of meat. There is nothing Quite so fine As newly netted Man of mind. There is nothing Quite so whole As timely trapped Man of soul. I am the Fisher Beware my tread When you spy them Drink my dread. Craftily, creeping Silently, seeking Relentlessly,...

Sunday, May 29, 2016

Ralph Warren is still alive and I will have his head!"

"Ralph Warren is still alive and I will have his head!" Melvin wasn't entirely sure how Mēkhos even had a voice anymore, but somehow his deep basal voice filled the chamber and resounded from the stalactite-encrusted ceiling. Dust and pebbles trickled down from the darkness, coating all Melvin's...

Saturday, May 28, 2016

Things were about to get real.

Things were about to get real. The ninja's kistrike tossed me like a leaf on the wind. In the nanosecond it'd taken for me to plummet the fifty feet and slam into the smooth, rounded walls of the Task Chamber, the shadow warrior had already begun to gather his kimanna. I could see it: a small...

Friday, May 27, 2016

The storm was only getting worse.

The storm was only getting worse. Ichabod knew he'd made a horrible mistake. If only God would allow him the time and the strength to make it up, to right the wrong he'd perpetrated...then perhaps he would be able to face his beloved Amelia in the afterlife. The thin man's rail-like frame rattled...

Thursday, May 26, 2016

Wednesday, May 25, 2016

The Chikunga clattered to the packed dirt floor of the songi's hut.

The Chikunga clattered to the packed dirt floor of the songi's hut. Despite its garish red paint, lines of darker, wetter red could still be seen in streaks and spatters across it's surface. "You are certain that this is what you want, Mbandu?" The older man's voice trembled. Mbandu was not sure...

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

The Last Will and Testament of Jimee Jon Nuby MieGee

The Last Will and Testament of Jimee Jon Nuby MieGee I dint kno whii I don writt dat. Reckin 'causit mkes it seeem a mite mor ficial. I saw dat on da moovin' picters 1 time wen I don gon inta town wit' Momama. But dat ain't gon hapin no mo. Momamas gone. Dey comed n'got her. Drugged her off...

Monday, May 23, 2016

"Tompkins there's been a change of plans."

"Tompkins there's been a change of plans." CFO Tad Henderson whispered out of the side of his mouth upon using his corporate 'all-pass' to gain entry into my cubicle. As I'd been data diving for several hours at that point I couldn't hear him.  In fact I didn't even know he had entered into...

Sunday, May 22, 2016

"Ha ha ha! Throngdar the Mighty Barbarian, sitting and waiting like an old wash woman!"

"Ha ha ha! Throngdar the Mighty Barbarian, sitting and waiting like an old wash woman!" "HAH! AHHA! Barbarian Prince, he of the mighty thews cannot go and compete in the Barbarian Games atop Mount Reallyhightop!" "BWHAHAHAHA! Barbarian? Or Rock?" ### Their taunts were endless. Throngdar was...

Saturday, May 21, 2016

"Yes. More than anything and anyone in the entire universe, I despise the Feathered Serpent!"

"Yes. More than anything and anyone in the entire universe, I despise the Feathered Serpent!" I pushed my glasses up on the bridge of my nose. Not that it mattered any. This crazy Aztec Demon had requested near total darkness for the interview. "Uh. Excuse me, Mr. Mictlantecuhtli? You'll need...

Friday, May 20, 2016

"Uh Oh. Those trees ain't trees, Frank."

"Uh Oh. Those trees ain't trees, Frank." "Yea, I know, Ralph, they're likely Yuggspawn-" "Don't call me Ralph. I'm working." "Seriously?" "Yes, seriously. The name's A.U.X." "If I still had lungs, I'd be sighing now, you know." Laughter echoed hollowly inside the diving bell-like helmet....

Thursday, May 19, 2016

"Kappamaki?" I asked, my Japanese still a bit rusty.

"Kappamaki?" I asked, my Japanese still a bit rusty. The hooded figure I'd been tailing down the jam-packed, yet entirely lonesome streets of Osaka looked over his worn, leather-jacketed shoulder at me. He looked a little pissed. Perhaps he didn't want to be bothered, or perhaps he didn't like...

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

If it had not been for the thing’s smell, the demon would have killed me.

177 B.C. Nesactium, Istria If it had not been for the thing’s smell, the demon would have killed me. The wind had shifted unexpectedly, blowing in off the Mediterranean Sea at my back and it was only amid that clean, salt-laden breeze that I caught the whiff of it’s peculiar scent: a stomach-turning...

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

I should have known that this was to end badly...

I should have known that this was to end badly... ### "So, tell me what experience you've had with this sort of...venture, ahm..." I shuffled several scrolls around on my desk, seeking the man's name, and my fingers fell to my heirloom vambrace--the one worn by my father, and my father's father....

Monday, May 16, 2016

Once upon a time, in the forests of Siberia, there lived a beautiful young maiden named Piya.

Once upon a time, in the forests of Siberia, there lived a beautiful young maiden named Piya. This lovely young girl lived alone with her Piter, father (as her mother had sadly, died in childbirth) who thought that young Piya was the sweetest creature ever to have trod the Earth. In truth, Piya...

Sunday, May 15, 2016

"This guy is out of his ever-lovin' mind, Sarge!"

"This guy is out of his ever-lovin' mind, Sarge!" Sneadly's upper lip was nearly milk-white with condensed perspiration. "Wipe yer lip, Private," Sergent Casket snapped, shifting his gaze from his private's quivering face to the horizon. The deep blacks and purples of midnight were slowly retreating,...

Saturday, May 14, 2016

Sister Isabel Torres wanted to live a simple, quiet life.

Sister Isabel Torres wanted to live a simple, quiet life. She never wanted anything but peace, prayer, and the opportunity to grow closer to God. However, whether it was the mysterious and unfathomable Will of God or the unspeakable wiles of the Devil, this was not to be. It was the year 2087 and...