The sun coming through the window flickers with the shadows of the oak tree’s thousands of leaves. The shadows makes it easy for Solace to groggily open his eyes. It’s been four days since his transplant and the only visitors he’s had were the nurses and a very irritated doctor. He was able to convince … Continue reading Trees and Teas
Hospitals
Uncle Bart’s hand feels like a lead wait on Cas’s shoulder, “young one, you must calm yourself. There is no reason worry yourself over what is happening now.” “I shot him.” “No, you don’t know that,” Jacob says, lighting a cigarette. “How the hell can you say that, we were covered and he still got … Continue reading Hospitals
Journal Entry: Erica
The car ride to the upper district in the early hours of the morning is always cold and lonely in more ways than one. Tabatha told me the old man paid in full just a couple of hours ago, it’s a good thing he is nice. I park in his driveway a little bit past … Continue reading Journal Entry: Erica
Lock Your Windows
“You two need to get some privacy, and stop taking notes.” Jacob says to Andy and Teller. “Go away.” Teller responds. “Leave the camera.” Andy says adjusting the light. “Bring the canola oil.” Edgar grunts as he takes his kimono. Jacob walks away slowly, stopping only to shudder. Memories of threshold thrashing pasts return to … Continue reading Lock Your Windows
Her Name Is Selina
“What do you think of this bit of writing?” Jacob pushes his laptop in front of Allan; he has to put on his grandpa glasses to read it. “Are there still any Beers left, and does anyone want one?” Andy yells halfway into the kitchen. Everyone lifts their hand. Cas lights his cigarette and spins … Continue reading Her Name Is Selina
I Almost Forgot
Don’t open your eyes, don’t move, keep breathing like this. What do you smell? Incense. What can you hear? Footsteps on hard wood. What do you feel? Rope around my hands and feet, bench beneath me. You’re in the church, keep yourself distracted long enough to assess the situation. “Solace, stop pretending you are still … Continue reading I Almost Forgot
Hanging From The Cross
The entrance to the cemetery is in sight, I’m coming for you Byron. Yes I know who you are, I remember you’re youthful and hope filled face. I remember how you felt when I wouldn’t let you follow me. The chains on the Gate are no match for Cas’ sonic boom, there is no need … Continue reading Hanging From The Cross
A bit of news
A phone call I received hours after we interrogated one of the thief’s men. “Hello Solace, it’s been a long time hasn’t it?” the voice is scrambled but I know who it is. “Where is she?” “Didn’t Marcus tell you,” his wheezed laugh boils my insides. “I’m sure you used your powers of persuasion to … Continue reading A bit of news
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
Thought of a Thinker 