The Best Ever Head-butter of the Garuul Plains

Odreck Iron-skull was the best ever head-butter of the Garuul plains. Harking back to the barbaric days fighting for power and food, head-butting as a practice has become somewhat diminished within the conscionable thinkers of a politely modern world, but, as with all games of skill, the sport has proven itself to be somewhat enjoyable … Continue reading The Best Ever Head-butter of the Garuul Plains →

Keepers of the Beacon

You step from the hatch and see a line of bricks built into the wall that protects this section of the parapet from rough sea; it's a day of symphonic bluster and the azure sky has become overtaken by the glow of a nearby brushfire. A warm buffet of ash sweeps past as the howl … Continue reading Keepers of the Beacon →

Long Way to Monday

Cardy had a long way to Monday. The thoughts of the sepia hued sunset that lived beyond today enriched the penultimate start of another shift and called the moths of revelry to assemble around the lightbulb of hedonism--the slump of Monday morning not yet ordaining to obscure their delusion. Yes, it was hot, yes, the … Continue reading Long Way to Monday →

A Fighter

Theo was not a violent man. Well, I mean his love of a fight was as boundless as the will of any person, but there was never any malice in his bones. He fought with pride, a quiet smile on his face and a focus to his eyes that refused to look away from a … Continue reading A Fighter →