The crowd had gathered there, around the platform. Everyone wanted to see, and everyone needed someone to blame. War had torn a bloody path through the township of Hundan, and the people, though barely recovered, were more blood thirsty than ever. Jac looked out at...
Winter came and winter went without one word escaping Fortress 501. Vasquez was proud to live in a beautiful society, one whose structure thrived on well ordered truth, and there was nothing that the disorderly, the convicted, had to contribute to that. He was at the...
Tom Fox always felt the call of the creative, of the arts, of all the good things that all the woodland critters set about to make. Some would carve the trees, paint the leaves, and engineer mighty dams to block the raging rivers. Tom Fox knew where he wanted to be,...
O’ fairest dames of e’ry shire Cry no more for lost desire Weeping daily for your lovely knight De Argentine, the Scotsman’s blight! O’ fairest dames of e’ry shire Cry no more for your lost sire Who rode beside I, the Thweng Who’s arms upon the Scotsmen rang In...
The Eucharist of Samsara The Earth drinks the blood Eats the corporeal form Incessant cycle How High? ‘How high do your mighty walls go, good king’, I had asked the king while passing him by, ‘Go see for yourself, boy, how high!’ And, Hence I had climbed, just as he...
