Every night, the revolutionaries make their marks, and every morning, the drones scrub them clean.
Ephemeral
When Is A Door
We cannot follow where the shadow-man goes.
#3LineTales – Ten Seconds to Midnight
She came uninvited to the red masque, to dance on the shore while they waited for the end to come.
#3LineTales: Green
No leaves stirred in the dry summer wind.
Artistic Expression
Make the world your canvas, they say, and I did.
Placebo
There is a man behind the train station who sells Love in pills.
Black Tires on Black Asphalt
Lightning splits the storm-torn sky with jagged white and the thunder follows.
Out for a Walk
She walks in the place between places, paw after paw, gentle step after gentle step.
To the Dark Tower Came…
The burning tower stands tall and lonely above the windswept flatness of the desolation...
The Crossing
There is a wolf in the forest, with teeth like glinting knives and hungry, hungry eyes...
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