As it is written on stone, paper or any other tablet: souls of the guilty, damned or merely lost are condemned to suffer the wrath of the
In the middle of the Umatilla National Forest of Oregon and Washington, more specifically the Wenaha-Tucannon Wilderness; an occurrence
Last thing Eddie remembered was the party on campus. Girls, booze, and music. Couple guys hitting the drugs hard in the back room.
The tale I am about to share is of most questionable verity. I can assure the reader that this story is true, for I have experienced
I watched some lightning strike far off in the distance while I stood by the glass doors of my work office, reading a text and replying
He stared at his creation. It was squirming and kicking, trying to scream but it lacked the ability to do so. It was mute. Its skin
A wood plank fell from the ceiling and slammed onto the old carpet, kicking up that once restful dust into a plume. The man grabbed his
It wasn'tbad. But I'm having trouble believing that nobody would notice that little tag that indicated who the coat used to belong to. If someone did notice it, it wouldn'tbe in a thrift store, that's for sure. Just a minor gripe. I mean no offense by poi