The Prism’s Chamber is an empty place. Those that usually surround the altar, gone. Placed upon a funeral pyre by Vision’s own hands. He draws a deep breath. “Two men look out from prison bars. One saw mud, the other … Read More
Shed Some Light
Molten liquid bubbles and boils within a great vat. We have been here before. Vision sits alone, feeling the heat that chokes the air from his words. “Choices…” Vision’s voice comes slowly as he processes the path that led him … Read More
What’s in the Box?
Legend tells of a woman, gifted a box from the gods. When she opened the lid, out poured all the evils of the world. Hatred, greed, envy, pain, poverty, disease, sickness and even death. Once the lid had been opened, … Read More