Does it hurt? Yes. He writhes. He hums with a new feeling, a new sense to him. She watches him melt, and renew himself upon these hidden sands, deep in the back of a skull too often cracked upon pavement and […]

Again. She demands his attention. She demands his strength. His cunning. His sacrifice. She demands the facets of himself he’s honed to spearpoints, as he chases Her through the brush and wilds. This is s […]

There is no immediacy here. There’s not a fractured, hollow ringing in his ears when the blow comes. There is only the moment. And then there is a beach. When he opens his eyes once more, the shade has gone, a […]

The breathing of waves. Sea air. Has he always felt this way? That the expanse of a mortal body was one that was unbound by the want and need for something more? This vastness brought on by a near limitless […]

“….and that’s – that’s all I remember. Uhm. Ma’am” She stares across the table at him, the sniveling excuse that the Initiative had been able to send over for as a secretary on a semi-short notice and on a se […]

The world has shifted, and yet again he feels himself being left quiet and behind. How many more lives must he lead? How many more can he mold? What of worth could he leave behind in the wake of this pain, and […]

“I’ll be at the Grotto in a bit”   The captain is doing his job, he’s watching, waiting as he’s done so many times in this dreadful monument to the Dominion’s cruelty, deep in the carcass of the people they’ […]

“Come with me. We’re going hunting”Words innocent enough, but his trigger finger is itchy, twitching. His teeth hurt with a bareness he doesn’t understand and for the moment he simply doesn’t care. He finds t […]

How far would you go?The answer was far enough. He’d left a note, he’d found someone, anyone to give it to and promised himself he wasn’t going closer to the mountains than he had to. He would not pose that risk […]

He dreams, sometimes. Not often, not anymore, but sometimes when he does, he can feel something tugging on the end of his psyche, a cord that drags him deep beneath the salty brine where he’d spent most of his l […]

What he gets first is a breath of warm, humid air that makes him nearly gag, like an arm reaching down his throat that throttles his lungs. It’s a stark and rapid difference in his consciousness, and the fear that […]