Tick

Tick-tick-tick, I count ticks, and wish I didn’t. I am at 90,000 when the security bell sounds, and the doors to the Death Wing clang open. I know it’s something for me. I am in the pre-execution holding cell, sometime tomorrow, I’m told, the governor will make his final decision on the matter of myContinue reading “Tick”

Missed

Black with rage the boy storms the iron-clad beast. His enemy sets his feet in rust spotted sabatons and his legs form a bridge over the unconscious girl. He smiles his rotten tooth smile and crooks his index finger “Come along little doggy,” he whispers with a raspy voice. The would-be warrior grunts with effortContinue reading “Missed”