EtCetera

She was in danger.I sprint across a blasted heath, the most inhospitable land I could ever imagine. A five-headed pyrohydra, each ugly head spewing flame, lumbers towards me. But I ...

I stand at the gate.The stands are humming with an energy only a crowd can produce; almost silent, but the energy of anticipation seems to crackle through the immense space.The ...

There's a street that's calledThe Dead Avenue.There the traffic never stops,But lives do.People pour out their blood,Could've had a chance,But the traffic never stops.A man stumbles outOf