That Which Takes the Dark

4 a.m., and sleep seemed a thing impossible. The mottled face of the ceiling was like that of the moon, pale and barren, and offering nothing. His eyes moved to the orange strip of street-lamp glow cast across the bedroom wall by the window. He watched the steam from the sewer drains wash and danceContinue reading “That Which Takes the Dark”

Amethyst in the House of the Sons of Erick

I don’t recall exactly what reason brought me to Roland’s house that day in the fall of my nineteenth year. More than likely I was meeting up with his sons so that we could set off on some type of mission of fun and mischief. Roland had raised three sons, and the eldest two wereContinue reading “Amethyst in the House of the Sons of Erick”

travelling master

wisdom aged longer than time takes my youth beyond my place and wears on this restless mind to live for more and achieve less the quickening entropy of consciousness feeds the urge to find peace above and beyond this earthly trap which clings like a ghastly prison patience, the virtue persisting that holds the egoContinue reading “travelling master”