Subtle-War

The Nothing Waves Chapter 3 Draft “You look like shit Cres,” Sair said as he let me fall to the ground next to the tree trunk which was large enough that it was dry under it’s lower branches and there was plenty of room for them to camp in the relative safety offered by the tree. Truth was I felt like crap. My head was pounding, I felt sick to my stomach and I couldn’t seem to get the world to stop spinning every time I moved. “Yah that’s about how I feel Sair,” I said wryly to him as I leaned back against the trunk. Angel knelt next to me and she began to explore the wound that was on the side of m

Ice Cold Blood: A story of Varaia Valentine Short story written by: M. J. Bee The morning started like every other before it. I rose early and started doing some yoga. I say start because I'm what you call a little scatterbrained and this morning I was more so then most. I got about half way through the flying butterfly pose when a thought struck me as odd and I just had to follow it. I don't know if you've ever tried thinking while standing on one foot with all your weight balanced on the ball of your left foot while you right leg is out behind you and you arms are spread up and behind you while your bent forward with your back bent and rou