Forest branching silhouette
Like teaming black veins on a reddening sunset
Blizzard shedding winter haze
Like dreaming white reins on a deadening snow case
Desert breathing nomad storm
Like screaming brown banes on a withering lifeform
Ocean feeding vapor-skies
Like steaming green lanes on a bottoming sunrise

The road to Hell that is paved with good intentions feels like Heaven, which is why the road to Heaven feels like Hell. Uehara, prisoner of the Tengu Clan, has had the same recurring dream from a long forgotten past. Zato Garuda, Uehara’s former sensei, delivers an in-person message ...

a couple of three-panel archie newspaper strips.

When I was a kid in Canada, we had “Saturday Funnies” in the newspaper. These were full pages (if memory serves, it was maybe 2-4 pages) of full color cartoons. You had your Beetle Bailey, your Family Circus, your Andy Capp, your Marmaduke ...

The Winter Solstice is approaching as the elderly, recently retired Yulefather sits by a fire pit roasting fish on a stick. The woodland creatures, mainly Squabbit, are in turmoil searching for a replacement Yulefather after the former one decided to retire following a dangerous mountain giant attack the previous year ...

Teenage rabbit girl, Catherine Barkley, is left alone to watch movies on the couch one evening in her suburban Minnesotan home during the late sixties. Catherine picks up the phone to an unknown caller who begins making inappropriate comments about her personal life. Minutes pass and the deafening sound of ...

Nine. I see the light burning to darkness.
All so swiftly. All so blindly.
Eight. I hear the alarm screaming to deafness.
All so widely. All so loudly.
Seven. I taste the medicine spoiling to sickness.
All so queasily. All so badly.
Six. I sense the odour stinking to foulness ...

A brutal murder of one of their classmates severely perturbs all the students! People are wondering why it happened, who the murderer was, and who could be next. Was it one of the strange “winged ones”? - angels and demons who live amongst the ordinary humans… The enforcement cops usually keeps ...

Your shadow growing to blacken the sky
Unfilling the vaccum we rotate inside
Your shadow glowing to blacken the sky
Sealed by the heavenly ocean we´ve seen to forget
Your shadow flowing to blacken the sky
In your reflecton I´ll always reside
Your shadow throwing to blacken the ...

How do you make a clever character stupid?

You give them an infatuation. A fixation. Something that completely overrides their critical thinking and better judgment. Something that drives them nuts like a switch is thrown.

And when that happens, they're dumber than a bag of rocks. (And they're ...

Time.

It does not come in an even lap.
It comes wearing the everfacing mask
Dead-light searching, seeking that hope.
It is gone graving the everfading mote
Can you see the black fog before the red freeze?
They are neither free from the primordial bead.

Time… now, always and never ...