skinned alive enemies of whatever empire was on top at the time or those to be sacrificed martyrs to whoevers god was pouring forth their...

She walked up to her front door and grabbed the door handle to pull as she fumbled in her bag for her keys with the other hand. First...

The guitar and dulcimer are fabulous portable stringed instruments to play at jam sessions with others. The dulcimer is a 4-6 stringed...

The view moves and sways. Trying to capture a feel, a view, a mood. Nothing coming, just staring. Staring at his fingers.  The gnarled scars of decades.  Cuts, scrapes, scares; all time imprints.   That blade cut just above the thumb, leaving a white scar, a semicircle in the demi-layer.           The rain and wind beat at his face, darkness all around. Torch under the chin trying to see the broken wire. Production was down.  $1000s per minute, slipping away.  Every minute co

‘Fingerprints’   ‘Seriously, how am I meant to get past this?’   Arms akimbo, Janice surveys an uneven stack of crates piled obstreperously along the side passage of Goods Inwards.   ‘Don’t look at me. I haven’t been to enough therapy sessions for my OCD to achieve that.’ Betty’s stance unconsciously mimics Janice’s as they now both stand contemplating the chaos. Their eyes meet.   ‘Sue,’ they say in unison. Betty shakes her head. ‘It’s got her fingerprints all over it. Plus

Max has the hose.  He’s standing at the bird bath spraying water in.  He is soaked.  There is mud everywhere.  He is having a great...