“First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out— Because I was not a Socialist. Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out— Because I was not a Trade Unionist. Then they

A strand of honey hair hugged the straw underneath the inner band. With a softy yet quick tug he pulled it free and out of shadow. It shimmer against the setting sun, like a chain of gold hung ‘round the

Before anything else, no my real name is not LesFuries, it's an old username I came up with when still in high school that sort of stuck with me throughout the years. I think I've done this backwards:

“Her name was Sarah, that’s all that I can really remember. That and she looked lovely in red.” I said. “Sarah? What else can you tell me about her?” She asked, in her cushioned chair. I laid back and