This second meeting with the vampire was far different than the young man’s first. Then the young man had been sneaking and sulking through the lair of a monster. He had been cautious and quiet. He had

The Thralls were not fast, but they did not stop. The young man wasn’t tired, but he was out of the special bullets he had stolen from the Tinker’s shop, and the gun he had also stolen was useless without

The Wizard’s name was Randolph, which the young man thought was very much a wizard’s name. Of course, he had only met the one wizard. The only wizard the young man had ever met was reclining in his chair

“Tell me truly, why are you here?” The young man had not caught his breath. His need for air competed with his need for silence as he sat behind the shelves in the second story of the warehouse, his leg

“What? Ha! Your head is filled with fairy tales and horror movies young man.” He bustled about behind the counter, working on several timepieces and more than one computer repair seemingly simultaneously.

The woman had never cried a day in her life. Life had never been enough to make her think of wasting tears on it. She didn’t cry when she had become a woman and they were still boys. She had long blond

Luke rubbed his left shoulder with his right hand as he sat in the breakfast joint and looked out the window to the bank across the way. He glanced down at his left wrist: Carl wasn’t here yet, and the

The whip cracked. Someone screamed in agony. It was time to wake up. There was no way of knowing when the Keepers would come into the barn to rouse their Thralls, it changed daily.  "Up!"  This

On that night, Alfred nervously peeked out the third floor window of his master’s home. He wasn’t nervous about the theft or the betrayal of the household he had worked for the last two decades. No, he

They found another bar where Puck still had some social credit and talked. Alfred was shrewd and subtle, but Puck could read between the lines. Albert was head butler to Lord Cantwell, which meant he had

Albert Goodesworth was a strange sight in this particular bar at this particular time of day in his particular outfit. He was “in uniform” as he might say, but to everyone else it looked like he was dressed

Daniel had a hard time believing what he was reading. Well, more than usually, that is. The text seemed more wild and shifting than its normal dance, the script varied more than as if it was written by

In the dark many monsters may hide Angels and demons and things worse than either side Stare out into the deep black Once you’ve seen him you cannot go back. What shape or size only a few know And those

When a mother dies, it shatters the home. When the home is already broken, then her death kills the family. When a young boy is all that survives, it’s as if the family never was to begin with. Leo buried

So Mark Zuckerberg testified to the senate on 4/10/18 and the next day he testified to the house. I caught most of the senate testimony live, and I have since read the transcript of the rest of the testimony.

The two men stood opposed in almost every way. Jarl was steady in a simple fighting stance, both thick arms controlling his single longsword in a low guard. His mane of a beard and dirty blond hair framed

He didn't have a home. He never stopped riding. He didn't have a destination.

“He just, vanished, Sara, I don’t know how else to describe it.” Lione and Gwen stood before Sara and Clare. Kent was nowhere to be seen. “I have seen too many men just up and vanish Lionheart, I am getting

“Hector, I don’t understand. You said I could harness the power of the city itself, that nothing could keep me from setting things right.” “Yes and you told me Creed was dead.” “Well, he is! Or was, look

Part One: Part Two: Part Three: Part Four: Part Five: Part Six: Part Seven: This did not belong here. The tall square plain building was close to four hundred feet on its side and it cleared six stories