"And if any man shall take away from the words of the book of this prophecy, God shall take away his part out of the book of life, and out of the holy city, and from the things which are written in this book." - Book of Revelation On Thursdays, Gil Chambers left his place … Continue reading Day Thirty-Nine – Damnatio Memoriae
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Day Thirteen – Twisted Machinations of the 5th Street Mediocre Virtuoso
Nash has just been punched in the face for the first time. The feeling is like falling from the top of a lighthouse, but finding yourself mired in the beam, suspended above the crashing waves in a blinding light, while orbiting the spire of the lighthouse itself at mach speed. His neck snaps back, jostling … Continue reading Day Thirteen – Twisted Machinations of the 5th Street Mediocre Virtuoso
Day Seven – So Low for Mighty
The evening of the event in question, though mild by comparison in its waning hours, began in tones of frigidity - so much so, that one could smell one's own snot gathering inside one's nostrils. Harry had just shaved his beard off after thirty years of the same. It was the kind of new cold … Continue reading Day Seven – So Low for Mighty
