Oxygen? pfft. I have stories

Stories, man. What enchanting, wondrous creations. Figments of imagination that leap into existence, flowing bountiful from vibrant minds all over the world. Each one nestles in itself a strange universe, some quite like ours, and others that couldn't be more different. There is a gravity to these tales that draws us towards them, makes us... Continue Reading →


The Dark Knight

The paint slid down the canvas. It was dark, as deep as the night, and its mere passage imbued everything it touched with its essence. A dark so profound, that the thugs in the alley could barely see each others' faces. It had been a long night of robbing storefronts and the three were almost... Continue Reading →

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