Dark City: Reeled In
“You did it!” Egoly gushed after a moment of silence. A bright smile spread across his face as Kahrim folded her into a crushing bear hug. “Oh, yes, excellent work,” Felder’s voice was brittle with...
View ArticleDark City: New Jobs
“Have you ever met a Labor Leader?” Felder pushed for more information. “Har, Har, dad,” Kasim made a silly face and crossed his arms over his chest. “I was just at your office last week!” “Sure,...
View ArticleDark City: The Change
“Oh!” Kaleigha gasped when the feeling pried open the lobes of her brain. “Remembering are we?” Ilma hissed and struggled against her bonds. “Yeah,” Kaleigha sobbed, as the jumbled images of the huge...
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View ArticleDark City: Egoly’s Reform
“What is this new found spirit, Egoly,” Ilma mused, cocking her head to the side. “ You used to be my eyes and ears in both worlds. Now you want to get rid of me.” Ilma pouted. It was horrific thing...
View ArticleDark City: Escapees
“Well I- I,” Egoly faltered , “I’d rather not say.” “You will say,” Kahleigha moved toward him. “Oh, alright, ok!” Egoly gave in, “They wanted to get away from the city. They don’t want to be found....
View ArticleDark City: The Other Fadian
“That might be unwise,” Ilma said, giving Egoly a pointed look. “Where are they?” Kahleigha asked, picturing a room of people in deep meditation. “Right where you left them,” Ilma strained to see...
View ArticleDark City: Ilma’s Game
“Or so I led you to believe,” Ilma smirked. “I needed you to do my bidding.” “No,” Egoly shook his head, “You showed me how.” “I showed you what you needed to see in order to fulfill your duties,” Ilma...
View ArticleHomestead
When I am alone, The old home place comes back to me. Failing timbers Falling snow But that didn’t stop us Dancing, dirty bare feet. Bracing winds Bountiful land But that couldn’t hold us...
View ArticleLa Bruja: History
“Your new life!” she squeaked, “Did you stop being Melissa Gonzales?” This time I turned around. “Sure did,” I sneered and flashed the glittering ring on my left hand. This set her off. I backed...
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