I have been staying with the Chitunki (silent K) Orc tribe for a month now, and let me say I can’t believe I am still alive. I have been chased by a Dragon, Beaten by a pack of Goblins and sat on by the Orc chief, Baga. All of the women treat me like the … Continue reading Journal Entry: Professor Argathon Finwhispy
Journal Entry: Farris
I was roused by the faintest tinkle of Rosanne’s bejeweled Hip scarf. Her glorious body, sun kissed from weeks in the Greek sun, stood above me. With her hands behind her head, she stretched and released a low moan. Without a word, she walks out of our canopy tent, taking the sweet smell of oil … Continue reading Journal Entry: Farris
Journal Entry: Daren
It has been fourteen years now since I came home to a terrifying sight of blood and gore. Fourteen years since I screamed with such horror I ripped the soft lining of my esophagus. It has taken fourteen years of struggle to finally talk about the day I found my wife and two children dead. … Continue reading Journal Entry: Daren
Journal Entry: Pseudonym
Today while going to visit my sister for her birthday I found my niece, she’s only thirteen, was standing out on the porch crying with her hands over her ears. When she saw me she leapt into my arms and told me what was going on inside. Her dad was beating my sister because dinner … Continue reading Journal Entry: Pseudonym
Journal Entry: Vincent
I ate today. Even though I hadn’t in four days, I made sure this meal was eaten slowly. Her name was Constance, she was a member of the Vegetarian club. I bring it up because I, like many others these days, love bragging about the healthy foods I consume. I don’t plan on posting it … Continue reading Journal Entry: Vincent
Journal Entry: Gordon
I have returned home after a month of travel, tired and aching for the familiar. Forty hours in a carriage is no way to obtain a good night’s rest. My cloak hangs heavy at the foot of my bed, the rest of my clothes fell like logs next to the steaming bath my servants have … Continue reading Journal Entry: Gordon
Journal Entry: Solace
I seriously think there is something wrong with me. I need to stop thinking about her as much as I do. Today is the anniversary of the last time I spoke to her. It’s been four years of avoiding all the places we used to go to, four years of finding ticket stubs in random … Continue reading Journal Entry: Solace
