Sworn Enemies

Blood was oozing out of the cracks in their skulls. Pieces lay on the ground, framing what was left. Their skin was a sea of purple. The bruises spread quickly around their bodies, almost infecting it like a disease. But, underneath, they were stone white. Gashes and lacerations littered their bodies, chunks had been ripped … More Sworn Enemies

House on the Hill

Shadows clawed the ground; their malleable and extensible limbs became writhing messes across the ash-littered undergrowth next to the house on the hill. Far, far above the shadows, the puppet master plays his cruel game as he governs the malicious deeds of his minions. As I am, being the courageous, daring explorer, I venture forwards … More House on the Hill

The Jump

That jump. Put all your bitterness and crestfallenness into that jump The sea will catch only your dreams of greatness in that jump Your tears will fall a thousand meters of significance in that jump. That jump. That jump will release your callous fears that circle you with emotional debt. That jump will free you … More The Jump

Silence

Drip. Drip. Drip. The endless sound of the leaking pipes. Crack. Crack. Crack. The endless walls of peeling paint. Clink. Clink. Clink. The solemn keys of the lonely piano. All the chairs, deserted. All the corners, empty. All the glass, smashed. Silence danced on the stage, like the entire room was filled. The refrain finishes … More Silence

Win or Die

With each bullet I fired, I felt something. I’m not sure what it was, but it was something. Had I stopped for a moment to consider the awfulness of war, I can’t say I would have made it home at all. Every death of each man I witnessed, a pain filmed my entire body. I … More Win or Die

Day of the Dead

He crept up to the window. Despite the fog clouding his vision, he could see the marsh ahead clearly. She was coming. A gush of water devoured the road that lead to town. He had no escape. Tick. Tock. His time was nearly up. Tick. Tock. He could hear her footsteps striking the cold stone … More Day of the Dead

Dunkirk

Hurry men as our enemy grows stronger. Hurry men for our enemy gets nearer, nearer, nearer. Welcome to Dunkirk. I hear the shouting from the men and the screams of those who didn’t return. Welcome to Dunkirk. I hear the death sirens blasting and the devil’s tanks approaching. He drops his bombs and fires his … More Dunkirk