Beneath the iron skies they stand with blood-stained hands and shifting sand. A truth etched deep within their gaze, forgiveness is not the warrior's praise. Their blades sing songs of darkened lore, each stroke a vow, each fight a roar....

Part 1The Realm of Realism (Life in a Tomb)The Path of Uncertainty         I know this path. This is a path that I’ve walked before. It’s a dark one with an indeterminate end. Me, myself and I...

Another opportunist for hire The cat with nine lives Constantly feeding on desire Somehow this rat thrives Cowards watch the slaughter Picks the bones find a gem Through shit infested water Without getting any on them    Right place...

As my spit-drizzled cock stood erect before her face, she looked at me and gave a smile that would show she was having childish fun.So I pulled on her leash until she came face to face with me. I...

     She was totally unaware of what was about to happen. Once she crossed over the threshold between outside and into her home, I appeared to her out of the shadow sitting on the couch in the living...