C.K. Kesterson
Bio
I am a writer, a writer of fictions: historical fiction and fantasy. “May have been the losing side. Still not convinced it was the wrong one."
Stories (2/0)
The Hand of God
John let out a sigh as he continued to stare at the computer screen in front of him. He had been here for hours, but was having absolutely no luck cracking this program. He had tried everything he could think of, but alas "The Hand of God” it seemed was much too sophisticated for him. Chalk this up to another failure in his less than notable career as a police “detective”.
By C.K. Kestersonabout a year ago in Criminal
Dubious
The dragon plodded along slowly through the forest. It was a quiet morning, which wasn’t entirely abnormal. Not many creatures liked to hang around a dragon, even one as old as himself. He was hardly a danger to anyone though. His wings were shriveled and useless, he hadn’t breathed fire in ages, couldn’t see far away, and his hearing was spotty. If it wasn’t for his sharp sense of smell he might have just given up. He survived almost exclusively on defenseless sheep that wandered too close to his den(if he could catch them.) It wasn’t much, but it was honest work.
By C.K. Kesterson2 years ago in Fiction