Do you know what I hate most about apples, Captain? Not the sour ones. Not the worm-riddled ones. Not even the bruised and battered—those at least wear their wounds with honesty. No, I detest the perfect ones. Glossed skins, unblemished … Read More
War of Regrets
There was once a decent man who slowly through his own failures and demons he could not hope to control, he began to slowly lose everything. His family. His identity. His very purpose in a cruel and unforgiving world that … Read More
El Hacha Rota
When I was a boy—long before the mask, before the chants of “Draco, Draco, Draco,”— My padre had a hatchet. It wasn’t flashy. It wasn’t new. But it was reliable. A simple tool with a thick wooden handle and a … Read More
Solid Foundation
“A house is only as strong as the foundation that it’s built upon.” [Jasper sits in a small room at a small table. George Cade stands looking over his shoulder with his arms crossed.] [In front of him he fiddles … Read More
Finger Painting
It’s art time at the Sunshine Clubhouse. “There’s nothing quite like finger painting, is there my little Sunbeams?” Mister Sunshine laughs joyfully as he dips his fingers into the paint. “It’s the best form of art. No brushes, no pencils. … Read More
Syntax Error
I used to think I was broken. Like something inside me had glitched, like the code didn’t compile right. You know what that feels like, don’t you, Nero? The little red text blinking at the bottom of your screen. The … Read More
God’s Eyes
“Some people have tended to look at the sun as an eye of sorts. Light that cascades down from the heavens illuminating all. None can hide from the watchful eye of the Sun. And so people act without worry for … Read More