I haven't been sober this long since I worked with him. Since I believed in the world and protecting the veil and that we had a true mission in life. Maybe I'm finding that belief again, though in a man whom I never dreamt I could have faith and a story that was only supposed to last one night. But that is the future, the past is another story. Of ( Read more... )

The two which replaced the third, fourth... or maybe fifth I had managed to finish were quickly taken out by other's spells. Replacements weren't coming nearly so fast They were running out of combatants and most of us were still standing. It was an outcome better than I could have ever hoped for. I fired off one last shot into the few bodies that ( Read more... )

Time moved too fast or never fast enough. Before I knew it, I had my war paint on too. More than what Blythe had given me last night, but I carried those delicate monsters of magic close to my heart as well. Hell, a bunch of it was on my gun, holstered right next to my heart! A weak smile crossed my face at the thought and I treaded quietly with ( Read more... )

It was a dark and steamy night. Isn't that how these things always start? Dark, steamy, quiet. The calm before the storm. Summer had swooped in as if summoned by Sunny's warmth alone and the silent promise of a battle to be fought on the fields of hell. The cracks in the streets of Chicago released hot vapor into the air as I parked my 1979 Caddy ( Read more... )

Ya know, it seems like I can never take a vacation. Go to a party, have a few drinks, just get out of town a few days. It just isn't possible. Because, you see, that was the plan three hours ago. I was coming to the lovely house party here in good old Oklahoma. I was supposed to meet some other mages, have several drinks and just forget about the ( Read more... )

I'm not certain there is anything more jarring in this world than waking up in an unfamiliar bed, beeping all around, to your old Chief of Police standing over you and glaring with that impatient look in his eyes. It was a look that said he needed answers, and he needed them yesterday. Of course, how do you give someone answers when the reason you ( Read more... )

November 9, 2006 - 2:55 am

Ever since I met the man who claims to be the city, my life has changed. He doesn’t always come to me like that, sometimes it's just in hints and yet sometimes he is there, his full ghostly self. There’s lots of different souls in this city which inhabit it, make it go, and all of them seem to be on their last legs. I ( Read more... )

March 18th, 2005 - 3:48 am

Sometimes, in the late hours of the night, when the city has gone from loud and obnoxious to quiet and dangerous - when the masses of cars and people have gone to sleep for the night and only the criminals, drunks and prostitutes roam the street next to police cars and ambulances - when it has been dark for so long that it ( Read more... )

December 1, 2002 - 3:32 pm

I look around my office and wonder if all the work, all the time wasted, all the blood and sweat and tears was worth it. It took me the entirety of one hour to unpack my entire life. Just two boxes, a desk, and a phone older than me. I put the phone into the jack on the wall. Not that it will ring, the guys from Bell ( Read more... )

I know where empty is. It’s behind me. I’m not empty any more. I have a life. I have my life, and I have a motive in life. It’s a lovely life. This is a lovely life. A lovely city. A lovely world. Or maybe I’m just drunk. Yeah, that’s probably it. I’m drunk, but it makes things so bloody lovely. I never really had a ‘diary’ before. Diary. That ( Read more... )