Valla trudged through the forest. Continue reading “Banshee”
Dash woke as he always did. Fast. He jumped up into a fighting stance, but he was in no danger. Continue reading “The Traveler”
I jogged down the dirt road between the tobacco fields toward the paved two-lane. Continue reading “Warning Growl”
“Here’s the problem. Ale is not served in the skulls of our enemies.” Continue reading “Mugs and Skulls”
Walking through the stacks in the history section of my college library, I happened upon a wall of old books surrounding a door with a small plaque that read Comprehension Corridor. Continue reading “You Never Know Where the Library Will Take You”
I moved silently down the sterile hall, even though the sensor display listed me as the only conscious life form on the floor. Continue reading “The IRS Shall Inherit the Galaxy”
“Nice view,” Uriel said. His arm muscles flexed when his elbows rested on the high window sill.