“Here come the woman, with the look in her eye. Raised on leather, with flesh on her mind. Words as weapons sharper than knives, Makes you wonder how the other half die.” –INXS, “The Devil Inside” The light from the bonfire blazed between her and I. The fire added heat that was hardly noticeable compared to the air in the small cave which was already warm from the blistering sun that had just set. The cave did provide shelter and shade but it did little to cool us during my nightly visits. I could see her perfectly beyond the flames, sparks, and wisps of smoke that rose and curled over the lip of the cave. As the light and shadows danced, I found it difficult to tell if her hair was scarlet or black. It seemed to change with the whim of a passing breeze. Her eyes, however, were honey [More]
Fiction
OBSIDIAN: Palingenesis
“Who needs the light With the darkness in your eyes Who needs to sleep With the stars in the sky It’s here in your soul I want to be married You are my sanctuary.” – Madonna, “Sanctuary” from Bedtime Stories Adam Stone had a good life. He lived in Phoenix, [More]
Heaven and Earth
Part I: The Shining Sun, Blue Moon and the Shooting Star Once upon a time so long ago, the sun and moon and stars shone down on the world below. All the heavens above loved Mother Earth and enjoyed their chance to shine upon her. In an immortal, beautiful dance, [More]
Hunter’s Moon
I’ve never been one to be superstitious. Granted, being a vampire hunter has made me more aware of the supernatural forces around me. I mean the only talisman that I have, if you can call it that, is my silver ankh with the amethyst mount. But I certainly never put [More]
A Mid-October’s Hallucination
Diary Entry for October 13, 1998 It was during my surgery that I saw him again. Earlier that morning, around 6:10 AM, I thought I saw him then, too. But surely that was just my imagination running away with me during a vulnerable time. I was worried about my surgery, [More]
Fallen Halo
"And in between the moon and you The angels get a better view Of the crumbling difference Between wrong and right." – Counting Crows, from "Round Here" In the beginning, there was nothing. God looked upon the nothingness and yawned. Michael, Gabriel and Lucifer looked upon the nothingness along [More]
I Drink, Therefore I Am
Darkness. Silence. Peace. For me, these things are inseparable. For only when I find the first two elusive prizes can the latter be found. My peace is shattered by the piercing squeals of my alarm clock. I find my shotgun, which is always laid beside my bed loaded, and aim [More]
