Outside The Window

Another cloudy day in Auld Reekie. Thankfully not another day it earns that name, though. The weather is warming in April, despite the clouds. Even the wind doesn’t bite so much when it’s just a few degrees warmer. It just pushes the clouds along at a breakneck pace, rushing them off to somewhere else east…Read more Outside The Window

An Improvement

I told him not to get an Apple iCoffee, and now the world’s ending. Could’ve gone with Folgers, Nespresso, or an ancient percolator; hell, I would’ve taken instant coffee and a kettle. But no. Aaron had to be all tech-savvy and get the latest and greatest piece of faux-minimalist plastic crap from Steve Jobs’ house…Read more An Improvement

Apple iDiot

I told him not to get an Apple iCoffee, and now the world’s ending. Could’ve gone with Folgers, Nespresso, or an ancient percolator; hell, I would’ve taken instant coffee and a kettle. But no. Aaron had to be all tech-savvy and get the latest and greatest piece of faux-minimalist plastic crap from Steve Jobs’ house…Read more Apple iDiot

“Get out of the car with your hands up”

Those words sent my stomach plummeting down to the bottom of my shoes. Was he serious? What did I do? What could I do? I looked at the cop in my side mirror. He looked serious enough. One knee down, service weapon pointed right at my car. Objects in mirror are closer than they appear.…Read more “Get out of the car with your hands up”

Emotions

Fear Deren’s skin shook with every beat of his heart pounding out of his chest. His lungs felt bathed in ice and his muscles burned alive in acid. He kept running. The shadow at the back of his neck curled around his heart, squeezing, ripping, tearing at him as he fled.   Anger Kren’s vision…Read more Emotions

Case File #1

I’d been to the desert before, but last time I traveled in “style”. A whole convoy arranged by my father, with gallons of ice water in every car. Enough for me and my bodyguards three times over. Not to mention the diplomats, politicians, and brown-nosers who followed Bradley-the-great-and-powerful all over Omnaesia. A good deal more…Read more Case File #1

Edge

“Where were you last night?” That question had an edge to it. The kind of edge that a samurai sword must have as one is about to commit ritual suicide. Terry could feel the edge dancing about his throat with every passing second he failed to answer his wife. She had nothing to worry about,…Read more Edge

Circus

Anabella drummed her fingers against the leather inlay of her desk, staring at the small glass elephant trumpeting it's silent march. A shade of a rare smile played across the corner of her lips. The circus. She must've been... twelve, last time she went. God that was only ten years ago. It felt like so…Read more Circus

Ashtray

I flicked the tip of my cigarette into the chipped china ashtray. Even in June I hated having the window open. I'm not supposed to smoke in my apartment building though, so, I guess I have to keep pretending to be a productive member of society. Another drag on the end of the fiberglass filter…Read more Ashtray

Long Live The King

  In a hall in Warsaw, a tall, wide and empty hall made of stone and glass; a hall which – at one end – sat an oaken desk with soft leather inlay, and brass knobs on the drawers; a hall which – at the other end – were two double doors, each as wide…Read more Long Live The King