I watched the sun brake over the horizon, it was magnificent. I took a stroll after my nightly romp with the young Constance. She and I have been linked together by heavenly love for years now, but only recently by more earthly pleasures. It saddens me to say that our love may be short lived, … Continue reading Journal Entry 3: William S.
A bit of news
Hello folks, old Solace here with a bit of bad news and good news. The bad news is that some dastardly degenerate defiled my den of design and stole my journals… where I keep all of the wonders of the imagination in. I have no idea who or what has done this or for what … Continue reading A bit of news
Journal Entry 2: Arthur
This day has been a difficult one, more so than any I can remember. Not only did I have to rise earlier than I’ve had to in months to grind all the herbs for the elixirs, a flood ravaged my cellar, but fourteen different souls made their way to me in the half hour I … Continue reading Journal Entry 2: Arthur
A bit of news
Hello folks old solace here, once again with a bit of news. I have been afflicted with a terrible ailment which last night rendered me unconscious for the better part of eight hours, or in medical terminology I’m sick with the flu and I needed a nap. It seems that the worst of his has … Continue reading A bit of news
Journal Entry 1: Sam
April 26 Today was a wonderful day, I was at work today with all of the kids ready to make origami. I know it's only been four day since I was hired on The Folds of Life, Chanel 44... I don't know why I wrote that in my own journal but I guess we all … Continue reading Journal Entry 1: Sam
Somthing New
Hello folks, old Solace here to present a new addition to the category family... rather an add-on to an existing category, a hat if you will. Anyhow, this new subject will be henceforth known as Journal Entries. I have searched the seven seas of imagination for anyone foolish enough to leave their private journal in … Continue reading Somthing New
The Hangman
Waves crash their timeless beat on the gargantuan metal legs of the Gates, a bridge that stretches across the ocean connecting two masses of land. Their torrent is but a faint splash from atop the northern cliff, the gusts of wind deafen the natural music. The shoreline glistens; there are no clouds in sight to … Continue reading The Hangman
It’s over
Solace here, letting you know i finally finished the last of the Marty story. The Hangman will be up later on this evening.
Back to work
Hand: not fixed but working. Everything else: fuck it, it can wait.
Surgery
Son of a bitch it hurts. Where are my meds?
Thought of a Thinker 