July 23, 2017 by Patrick Starks
The world… It’s quite magical when you think about it, if you stand still, just for a moment, you can see just how lively and peaceful it can be. Ferra use to believe the same, but after she went off to serve in the war, everything changed. She was different, not just personality wise, but with people. She always adored meeting new people and more so roses, but what she experienced changed all of that. Continue reading “War of Ferra”
May 31, 2017 by Patrick Starks
The room was cold, dark, smelly. The woman stayed hidden for that she knew she was being watched. Tear drops of H20 dripped into the cold snow as they instantaneously became frozen by the touch. Her dress was slightly ripped as were the pants she’d worn under them. Her lips were dry, yet, were remarkably still sensational to the average man. Her breath was heavy, subtle, hot—as nothing, but mist surrounded her face.
She looked for openings, but none of which she could find. Heavy footsteps announced their presence as they slowly tip toed around the corner that she hidden. What became revealed was a creature non-like any witnessed in the real-life, although, who was to say that this was not the real-life either. Continue reading “Half an Hour Haze”