Go on, don’t be afraid. Lay down on “A Blood-Drenched Bed of Stars in Blackest Igvarmord.” Continue reading
Suddenly, I’m a poet . . . Here’s “The Catastrophic Meltdown of a Terrorboric Mass-Production Facility’s Got Nothing on DID”. Also, a lot of yelling about surgery and how I don’t like this planet.
“When I die I’ll go to heaven, because I’ve spent my time in Hell . . .” That quote stuck with me since the first day I saw it on tumblr, probably 10 years ago by now. Oh, if only I knew. Continue reading
I’m still in the middle of writing my next two stories, but I wrote a weird little poem with Xzyruz this morning instead. Continue reading
Would you play with fire and lay down your life for the Celestial and a chance at Eternal Freedom? If so, what would you wish for? Continue reading
High fantasy meets intergalactic warfare in this timeless tale of nostalgia and betrayal. Continue reading
- If you go chasing rabbits and you know you’re going to fall . . .
- The Director’s Cut of “Repo! The Genetic Opera” Messed With My Head (Major Spoilers, and Yes, the Graverobber Did Inherit GeneCo.)
- “Crow Song for a Blood Spine” is Back From the Grave and Alive at Last.
- “The Cook”
- Can it Really Be True? Finally, Another Poem from Xzyruz?! (Mature Content Warning)