"'Tis time," he said, surveying the now quiet battlefield as it smoldered. "Indeed, brother," he replied, still breathless from battle. "Time to lay waste to this village and make merry in its dregs!" "Neigh, brother," there was a look of disgust on their leader's bloodied face. "Time to shift our thinking into a new and … Continue reading A Heretic
I HAD A DREAM THIS MORNING, which isn't odd since I have dreams almost every dawn. They wake me in the subtle embrace of inspiration, alongside the birds chirping outside my window. She was there, this morning. I met her again. It's amusing, isn't it?, the recurrence of an illusion. One starts to ponder the … Continue reading The Dream I Had This Morning