Down, But Never Out_Why..._Winter’s Promise_War is Near
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Down, But Never Out
DOWN, BUT NEVER OUT“I remember now,” Matt said.“Remember what, Matt?” Bar asked. His head looked up from his cup of the good stuff at the Waffle House. He had a curious expression as if he’d just heard something unexpected.Not responding to Bar, Matt’s mind drifted back to a different time and place. The smell of the bacon and sausage sizzling on the freshly cleaned grill triggered memories of his past.To the vast majority of people in the arena, it evoked thoughts of the time of two gladiators entering the ancient Roman coliseum. The only thing missing would be the lions eating followers of t...
Why...
That's the thing about this city, that is what I am always wondering. Why? I can never leave this city and day after day after day, I ask myself why. Simply just why. Why can't I leave? Why can't I move away? I have dreamed of moving away, far away to a small countryside in Britain, climbing out onto the rooftop of a small cozy cottage at the absolute crack of dawn, just when you can barely see the sun peeking out from behind the mountains and tall, thick, pine. When it looks like someone just put a miniature, almost microscopical dot in the middle of the mountains. I see myself sitting, half ...
Winter’s Promise
Nothing burns like the cold; not summer night bonfires, or muggy spring afternoons, or even the calefaction of autumn―no nothing burns quite like the kiss of winter. A fowl wind gnawed at the sentinels stationed at the alabaster walls of the Winter Court, and despite the fire crackling in the stone hearth of the drawing-room, the space felt cwww.onedoor.ccold. From the satin and silk pillows embroidered with tiny stars to the carved writing desk in the corner, Tsaritsa Roksana’s private salon was lined with treasures from across the globe. Tucking a stray silver lock behind her elegantly pointed ears, an an...
War is Near
A new carnival approached the city. My friends and I decided we were going to meet there by the Ferris wheel tomorrow. John said he would have to take care of his sister since his parents had dinner night, so I decided I would help him pay the babysitter. He texted his parents that agreed, but he would have to leave with them since they didn’t want him doing anything funny with her. Barely did they know. So we agreed that John and I would be the first to go there. John and I were at the carnival at 5 pm to meet with a few of our friends, when he got a text and said he was sorry, but he had to...