Nuada traced the length of his lovers neck with his fingers as she slept. Smiling to himself he then stood, stretching lazily as he walked to the balcony to gaze out at the stars. It was always night here in Cresentia and he found that pleased him ( Read more... )

A man walked carefully through the wreckage of the burned out buildings. Bomb craters surrounded his path, some older, some recent. The sound of patrols and planes could be heard in the distance and the sky was never dark for searchlights. Now was not a good time to be in Baghdad ( Read more... )

Joseph stood from his chair and walked to the window, gazing out into the stars. She had returned to her home after her stay away and still she was not with him. He paced the room, examining the items he had recently surrounded himself with. The various statuettes of animal headed figures were ancient and beautiful, but they offered him little ( Read more... )

Eros rose quietly from the bed so as not to disturb his mistress. Beleth lay in slumber, the look of peace upon her face contradicting her title as Angel of Fear. Eros knew her true lover, Blandine would be displeased that she had been pleasuring herself with another once more, but this was not his problem. He walked from Beleth’s room and made ( Read more... )

The woman clambered down the webbing, her many legs grasping each steel like strand firmly. She had been following this path for days now, the call of her Queen pulling her ever closer. Smaller spiders scuttled about, weaving and moving like one great time piece of perfection. As she neared the center, she beheld a huge city of silken cable and ( Read more... )

Trent kneeled in the green moss, head bowed. For a long time he rested there before standing suddenly, "Damn it, father!" he shouted at the surrounding trees, "Why don’t you answer me ( Read more... )

Testing This for Benjamin!

Testing. This is Traci Making his journal for him. Just testing it.

The old man stepped off the plane from Boston. Striding through the airport, cane tapping as he moved, he noted with displeasure the way he was stared at through half hidden eyes as if he could see the looks of pity he received from those around him. He was due no pity he knew, in fact it was they who deserved it more, sleepwalking through their ( Read more... )

The dead man set the last scroll down, staring upwards to ponder its meaning. The last in this chamber, that is. Hundreds of catacombs spread below the deepest part of the underworld. The library of Alexandria rested within his mind yet still there was more to learn. There was always more to learn. Still, the dead man thought, this was enough ( Read more... )