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Wandering in the depths of what he decided was hell, John Miller, still wearing his British army uniform, still carrying his rifle, approached the dead tree. He didn’t remember it being here; but then, he didn’t remember too much anymore. He touched his chest, where the millie ball entered, breaking…
Robert Townsend wanted to get up to see the sun one more time. Instead, he wasted away in this bed, covered with his own sweat and disease, smelling of rotten flesh already. The servants kept the dark and heavy curtains drawn so he couldn’t see the sun anymore. He woke,…
Summoned from the depths of the underworld, the twelve Mul.a.Pin come to Earth to help Lady Ishtar in her quest for blessings on the people. Although humanity has remembered Ishtar in only myths and stories, She lives on in the hearts of the men She chooses from Erishkigal’s domain. Every…
Did you miss me? It’s been over two years since I’ve contacted anyone about my writing. Let me tell you what put me out on this hiatus and let you know… I’M BACK! Why I left. Life is the short answer. Work, depression, health, forcing myself to write too many…
7. Shane was used to men running to him, being out of breath when they arrived in front of him. It meant that he was the most important thing to that person in that moment. “I’m glad you could make it,” said Shane to Emrys. He crossed the distance between…
