Silence Will Save Us All
Painted histories triumph over your stories. The words that fall out of a crooked mouth that usually seeps and teems with others’ limbs is now babbling through…
Magnani
“This wind is kicking my ass” grumbled the shorter and stockier of the two hooded figures crouched in the bushes to the side of the dirt road that wound…
Audio Log of the Ra's Embrace #131
Brief high pitched noises. *”All stations, status update.”* “Engines at 85% capacity, my lord.” “Control is stable and still within acceptable trajectory…
The Chasm
Your name is Miles Derby. You live at 6740 Camp Avenue, Lineton. You are a stock broker by trade. Right now, you are falling helplessly through the darkness…
A Steel Swiss Watch: Of Frank Sinatra
Bainbridge strutted down the alley, a devilish smile creasing his worn face. It was a face that life had marred and twisted into a mask of hate and disgust…
A Silver Swiss Watch: Precious Metals
Teller peered into the room through the skinny, vertical window in the door. Ross was calm, but Teller could see that he was getting confused. And nervous. Bad…
A Golden Swiss Watch: An Unravelling
Mr. Fermi led Kyle Ross into a dim room. Fermi pointed to a lone chair and Ross slowly sat in it. “Mr. Ross, Ms. Bloom is in the ICU. Before we admit you…
A Steel Swiss Watch: Bainbridge and Bloom
Priscilla Bloom’s eyes fluttered open. She looked up into Mr. Bainbridge’s flinty gray eyes in surprise. “What the hell are you doing here?” Bainbridge smiled…
A Silver Swiss Watch: Mr. Teller (2)
The car whirred over the silence as Mr. Teller drove to the hospital. Ross just looked at his hands. This feeling was so familiar, yet entirely new. His mind…
A Steel Swiss Watch: Mr. Bainbridge
Ross examined the seemingly lifeless body. Bainbridge stood and pulled his cap over his eyes to shield out the sun. “She’s taken quite a hit,” Ross sighed…
A Silver Swiss Watch: Mr. Teller
Mr. Teller calmly placed the receiver back on its hook. Stepped out of the phone booth. Lit a cigarette. He checked his silver watch. A deep scratch had been…
A Golden Swiss Watch: Mr. Fermi
Mr. Fermi nervously adjusted his glasses as he ran to a phone booth. Everything was choking: the ash in the air, the necktie wound tightly around his collar…
A Swiss Watch: Fracture
Kyle Ross was in no hurry as he strolled down the cobblestone street, drinking in the fresh Alpine air. That song by Don McLean had been stuck in his head all…
No Big Deal
Jared waited in the hotel room as his men stood like gun-toting titans wrapped in black tactical armor. They flanked his easy chair and kept track of the…
Scriptorium, Pt. 6
Valentine sliced through the last bit of vegetation and stepped forward into the clearing. He froze. The machete slipped from his hands. Beside him, Wellington…
Scriptorium, Pt. 5
They continued to pick their way through the jungle, gradually moving farther and farther away from the blistering gunfire. Valentine stopped, motioned for…
Scriptorium, Pt 4
Valentine collapsed against the trunk of a mammoth tree and guzzled the last few mouthfuls of his canteen. Bark exploded in his face as bullets peppered the…
Scriptorium, Pt. 3
Diana eyed Valentine as he flipped through the folder. “One of our search teams sent out an encrypted message saying they might have found something. And that…
Scriptorium, Pt. 2
Valentine’s silver eyebrows rose slightly. That was the trouble with Diana. She always knew too much. “No, I can’t say I have.” “It’s okay, dear. You can talk…
Scriptorium, Pt. 1
“You still drink Godfathers, Valentine?” “When I get the chance.” Addison Valentine took a seat on the plush, leather couch. He smoothed the wrinkles out of…