A Fortunate Meeting, Part One

Rory sighed at the complaining of his warriors.  Neither he or Brastic were chained, but the rest were bound in manacles.  The fact that they still live was little consolation. Btastic had been getting a laugh at their moaning over the circumstances.  They already did not like the man so there was little harm to... Continue Reading →


April is an up and down month for me. My birthday was yesterday as well as being Project Semicolon Day. Ironic, all things considered. I have spoken of my history with suicide both within myself and external impacts. Having these two events coinciding are symbolic to me. The image above will be my first tattoo,... Continue Reading →

Wrong Turn (possibly disturbing)

Murdock stumbled through the streets.  One thing about Lortan is that it’s people do like to waste resources, such as maintaining lights on a dark night.  There was no moon to see by, and he mostly moved by touch to keep from running into any more walls. He didn’t mean to drink so much, much... Continue Reading →

A Lighter Note

I have been feeling a great deal of stress from before the Covid scare really began. It has disrupted my sleep worse than normal and has made my anxiety and depression worse. However, I listened to my favorite band, which I have sorely neglected, and grinned like an idiot out of joy. Have you ever... Continue Reading →

A Timely Meeting, Part Two

He heard Brastic sigh in relief.  The two men were far from friends, but they had learned to respect one another and he knew that Rory could have both a commanding presence and skill in social protocols.  A full head shorter than his servant, Rory was not a man to underestimate. “So, Captain,” rory said,... Continue Reading →

A Timely Meeting, Part One

The soldiers escorting Rory and Brastic into the tent.  They had seemed uncomfortable chaining the two men, but did not remove them.  Rory had said little, spending his time observing these strange people, allowing Brastic to engage those who would talk.  Both men had grown accustomed to the other’s strengths and weaknesses. The soldiers had... Continue Reading →

The Captain’s Chase

The sleigh raced through the forest, snow kicked up by the reindeer blinding it’s passengers.  Hally gripped the rails tightly as another tree was dodged. She glanced at the armored back of the driver who was standing on bent legs urging the beasts on.  For a woman who dwells in the wild, this reckless race... Continue Reading →

The Thing in the Storm, Complete Draft

Miriam was late.  The weather slowed her pace to a crawl, wind whipping at her legs in spite of the heavy cloak she wore.  If only she had not tarried for so long at Annalise’s, but the woman was so lonely after Jacob’s disappearance and presumed death.  Finding a body would have made things easier,... Continue Reading →

A Fall From Grace, Complete Draft

Gavin tried to ignore the screams and shouts of his family.  They were beyond discontent with events, and were vocal in their displeasure.  He focused on the papers on the desk. He had burned through considerable numbers of candles over the days while he compiled the list.  Fortunately he still had a cadre of loyal... Continue Reading →


When you are having troubles stemming from mental illness stress does not add well to the mix. I've never slept well, but lately i've gone back to waking repeatedly through the night. I am not falling asleep standing upright (much...no, seriously, I've been known for that), but I spend the day struggling to process everything.... Continue Reading →

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