Category: Writing
Gray Man
The grass and torn branches made wet sounds against the worn military boots as the gray man slowly and methodically made his way down the narrow path. Animal smells hung in the early twilight...
Minotaur
The Minotaur smiled as the cold comfortable feeling of steel entered his mind. The momentary confusion as adapted neurons switched to hypermode and took control of the ships networks was nauseus to most, but...
Australia
Oh man, a six weeks vacation in the dead of winter from cold-clammy-Copenhagen to sizzling-sunny-Sydney comes heavily recommended from this happy camper. Returned friday with enough jetlag to stop a Koala from eating and...
Desolate Streets
Walking through desolate streets dragging the ragged shirt through the melted snow behind him, the Minotaur didn’t think too much about the last few weeks. Things had started nasty and turned steadily worse, but...
Hurtling Mindships
As mindships hurtling through space on the tailwind of reality with only the dim haze of our five senses to guide us. As spirits forever changing with the twists and turns of the flummoxing...