The thousand day candles flicker on their last inch of wax. They were lit the moment the omen cried for the end of the world. Our sect has been preparing for this day since the trials of 1692, when the god fearers lit the torches and burned the first of our kind. The cathedral is … Continue reading Journal Entry: Bastian
Pub Fight
The heavy door to the pub is pushed open by Solace, giving Teller the chance to run in unimpeded. Everyone is gathered around a fight taking place between Jacob and four burly men; no one sees her launch herself into the air. With her dagger ready she glides inches from the ceiling and into the … Continue reading Pub Fight
Journal Entry: Ricardo
It’s been three hundred days since the incident. No it was a birth, of a child and of the end of the world. Every parent wants their child to make their mark in history, but who expects to be assured of this with their first kid? Who finds out that their kid is the omen … Continue reading Journal Entry: Ricardo
Journal Entry: Ryan
The Feds finally picked me up after my third night alone in the desert. I was dehydrated, frozen and sunburnt, but I’ll never forget the sight of headlights driving toward me across the barren. The last night I remember was the last time I saw agent Steinway alive. It was our fifth week undercover … Continue reading Journal Entry: Ryan
Journal Entry: J
The moon was beautiful that night, brighter then it has ever been. I can still smell the pine needles and hear the trickle of the old fountain. The cool air bit at my arms but you had already taken my coat, having my arm around you would have to do. This was the last night … Continue reading Journal Entry: J
Journal Entry: Hacked
When I woke up today I never thought I would end the night in a dark room covered in blood, with a woman lying unconscious on the floor next to me and a laptop on the counter. There was nothing odd about the day apart from a package that arrived at my doorstep. It wasn’t … Continue reading Journal Entry: Hacked
Jounal Entry: Lel
The thunder rumble its beat across the sky, the cloud grows anxious with lighting. I watch as it splits open and destroys the nearest mountain top. The ceremony has begun. The great and powerful Itzquemitl, high priestess of Pilo, lifts her arms to great the destruction of the Zaxo mountain tribe. The war of a … Continue reading Jounal Entry: Lel
Journal entry: Monty
I have tried everything to make myself happy, nothing seems to work. My optimism is fading away like the embers of my fireplace. Everything I have tried to do to make her feel better is in vain. She will never love me, I don’t think I will ever feel warm again. The death chill that … Continue reading Journal entry: Monty
Journal Entry: Benny
When I woke up, I was lying face down under the porch swing, again. My clothes were filthy with vomit, blood, piss and what looked like mud. The cloud laden sky shown blue and the gentle breeze prickled my forearms. I peeled myself off the floor, used the railing for support, and made my way … Continue reading Journal Entry: Benny
Journal Entry: Steve
Its August 23 and I woke up today, made my bed and jumped into the shower the same way I do everyday. I was dressed before the sun came up. I like to write in my journal early the next morning instead of the night before, this way I can write down the days events … Continue reading Journal Entry: Steve
Thought of a Thinker 