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…
Mary Poppins' Bag
“Holy crap, it’s like a portal to another world or something.” Scruff sat in the pile of knick-knacks, his arms buried up to his shoulders within the…