“Is he dead?” “No I think he is just asleep.” “Cas, that’s a horrible thing to say.” “Pat I know he isn’t dead, it’s a joke.” “Doesn’t hurt to check though,” Jacob kneels beside Solace and checks for a pulse. “Yeah he’s asleep.” “I’m not asleep, just resting my eyes.” Solace slowly sits up, his … Continue reading Three Years
The Master Plan
Solace looks around at the husk that was once a home. The broken frames, decimated furniture, shattered walls and fallen staircase, this is the mark of a merciless gang of mercs. Was this all because of him, did they turn over every home just to find him. “Someone is full of themselves.” Solace spins around, … Continue reading The Master Plan
Thought of a Thinker 