I am the simplest of emotions yet the most complex at the same time. I could be the tiniest of powders to the most dangerous of experiences I give a euphoria that fills your lungs with purest bliss and gives … Read More
The Choice of Eden
There was once a beautiful garden. A paradise in the waxing hours of Arcadia where the few citizens could live in blissful, simple peace. All the while the Gods plotted and conspired to find a way to coax them away … Read More
Blind Love
Love, devotion, whatever you want to call it, it’s an emotion that overwhelms every other sense. It leaves you blind, irrational, vulnerable to paths beyond common sense that the ordinary person would steer clear from. Leads you to idolizing the … Read More
And A Show
When there’s nothing but death and misery all around you, what can you do to escape the horror inflicted upon you even for a moment? The people of Arcadia may be sated by the good will of charity and their … Read More
Back to Reality
Broken and bloodied, left for dead on the cold concrete with not a soul who cares about what happens next. It’s a familiar feeling isn’t it? The pain, the suffering, the agonizing voice of doubt in the back of your … Read More
Harsh Reality
When you’re a kid, you see the world a little different. It’s brighter, terrifying and wonderous at the same time. No idea on how it all works but curious to know all the same and nearly every adult that fascinates … Read More
Truthful Intentions
What is rarely pure and simple? What can set one man free and drag another into the abyss? What weapon can destroy good and empower evil with a mere misguided whisper? The Truth when it is given by a fool … Read More
For the Man Who Has Nothing Left
The silence is deafening, the ground hard and cold underneath me as the flickering dying flame illuminates the empty darkness around me. The man with truly nothing left. I should want to cry, scream out into the heavens. Rage, destroy, … Read More
Heart of the Inferno
One hour after Warzone [James leans back against the front door of his home, sweat still drenching him from his previous match as he stares at a small lighter in his hands] “I used to fear the flame.” [He flicks … Read More