Adventure
Nothing To Lose: Part 4
Desperate for answers, with more questions than he started with, Jonas makes a play that puts him in danger. Part 4 Jonas and Danny left the medical examiner's office with more questions than answers. Unfortunately, he had little idea what to make of the amount of blood loss. The body being that drained would have been messier than what he saw. He began to question what he thought he knew.
By Jason Morton2 months ago in Fiction
Last call for Blackie Sage
Wilson Springs was one of those small desert towns that rose up overnight in the mid 1800's, there was a creek that ran through the outskirts of town named for one of the founding fathers of the little town that was no bigger than a flea on a cow's backside.
By Timothy E Jones2 months ago in Fiction
The Eye of the Library
The scroll-keeper Senmut had worked in the Great Library for thirty years, and in all that time he had never once seen the lowest vault opened. It sat beneath the reading halls of Alexandria like a held breath, sealed with a bronze door bearing a single carved eye — wide, unblinking, rimmed with the sacred markings of Horus.
By Jeffrey Allison2 months ago in Fiction
What the Stone Remembers
It was the only sense left to her that did no harm. She could smell the rosemary before her fingers found it, could feel the give of ripe fig against her palm, could hear the bees working the thyme that grew wild along the cave's mouth. What she could not do — had not done in longer than she cared to count — was look at any living thing and let it stay living.
By Jeffrey Allison2 months ago in Fiction
The Last Sap of Jerusalem
It’s a bit of a strange thing, the life of a sapper. You crawl under the earth, laying your plans in the dark, while above, the world rages on — arrows flying, stones crashing, men shouting, and the gods themselves seeming to laugh at the mess we’ve made of their perfect world. My name, by the way, is Gaius Vitellius. I’m a sapper in the Roman legions, and this is the story of how I helped take Jerusalem.
By Jesse L Shelley2 months ago in Fiction
