The Rabbit
Throughout history, rabbits have been the instigators of millions of adventures. Many a famous tale has begun with a rabbit and a quest springing from chasing one. T…
Throughout history, rabbits have been the instigators of millions of adventures. Many a famous tale has begun with a rabbit and a quest springing from chasing one. T…
“Right here,” Rodney said in a whisper from behind him, causing Aiden to jump. “Come on. Follow me,” he explained low, motioning for him to follow. Aiden nodded, his eyes wide as they passed by…
Aiden hoisted his backpack over his shoulder and stood from the bluish-gray pebbled carpet. A bandana made from his old G.I. Joe t-shirt was fashioned tightly around his forehead, one of its tales caught momentarily by the pull of his backpack straps. He jerked his neck, pulling the bandana slack away.…
“Belt,” she said, flexing her hand out behind her where she knew Calem was standing. “For what?” he argued. “Now!” she demanded. “Fine,” he huffed, removing his belt. “But if my pants fall off–” he…
It wasn’t until the sun was beating heavy overhead did they stop. Amono and Calem had fallen so far behind that when they finally reached Tanaya, she had a nice fire ready for them. “You…
“Not sure. I lost all my supplies in the fall. I haven’t eaten in days. I was contemplating eating my arm or maybe my foot. It was a tossup,” he returned honestly. He opened his…
I’m sure many of you have been faced with this dilemma – being cornered by someone you mildly tolerate and faced with “cute baby” pictures. Okay, five minutes of looking at baby pictures, it’s a…
What is darkness? Is it only space void of light? A moment in time succumbed to obscurity? Is it a point where life ceases to live up to its full potential? Or is darkness simply a beginning to an adventure so vast it would be hard to fathom in one man’s dreams? …
It was a dark and stormy night – The rafters rattled and the storm windows shook as if mindless toys to the mighty wind blowing throughout the countryside. A bitter chill surrounds your new/old Victorian…
This morning I learned that my dear uncle Mortimer J. Hudson died yesterday of a rare illness in New Uganda. I learned of this because his grieving widow, Mille Hudson, sent me an email in…