Description The halls of the rehab center were filled with a nauseating stench of a greedy, impatient death. It clung to the walls like the slime in caves and made each breath a struggle. To the mortal nose it no doubt smelled like bleach. My boots jangled with each step,…
Camelot… everyone thinks they know the story. There was King Arthur, his unfaithful wife, the best friend that betrayed him, and a horrible battle that ended it all. If Malory is to be believed, the death of Arthur plunged Britain into darkness, but has no bearing on the current political…
*taps the mic and screams into the void* Is this thing on? As you might have noticed my blogging, and in fact most my online presence, has been less than it was in previous years. I started blogging in 2007 or 2008, and for the most part have kept a…
