A Day In the Private Life
“About...face!” Barked orders fill the heavy air. Cut-downs and slurs follow soon after. Down in the muck we struggle dutifully. Every man-jack of us wants to…
“About...face!” Barked orders fill the heavy air. Cut-downs and slurs follow soon after. Down in the muck we struggle dutifully. Every man-jack of us wants to…
“It’s not much farther now!” Screamed Dr. Instavic over the roar of the snowy winds, his transylvanian accent carrying through the snowstorm. Reach the pole…
“I know it can work. It just needs a little... oh, I don’t know. Something.” He wipes his hands on his lab coat, and turns to look at his assistant. She’s…
“He was a quiet boy. Not quite two, fair skinned, blue eyed. His mother’s child in every conceivable form of the word. Too young, too sheltered to be afraid…