The smell of cordite and cheap cigarettes hung heavy in the air. The sharp iron tang of blood punctuated the white noise of smoke. Blood seeped slowly from my shoulder, and other parts. Phill lay on the floor a few feet away. I could see that he was still breathing. How many had we taken out? I hadn’t been counting but we definitely made a good showing. High score. Enter your name. What the fuck had we even done to these guys? It was just an average weekend. Maybe a little wild. We don’t always end up at the casino, […]
Daniel Clarke
Dedicated, Analytic, Professional
Tagged: adventure
Light pours between my eyelids as I slowly open them to reveal a milky blue sky so pale as to be almost white. As I begin to stir I realize I’m laying in gentle green grass, almost cotton like in it’s softness. I’ve never seen grass like this before in my life. Surely it’s never seen a blade before. How did I end up here? Searching my mind I can’t bring anything to sharp focus. It’s as if everything up until this very moment is a blur. I’m not even sure who I am. Sitting up, my eyes take in […]
The course hemp dug into my wrists as they twisted in vain to free themselves. I have to say, things weren’t looking good. Behind my back a low groan signalled Phill’s return to consciousness. I give him a jab with my elbow. “Hey! You with awake?” I whispered. “Mmmmph,” came the mumbled replay, “I had the worst dream.” “ Yeah well it’s not over yet.” As I glanced around the room I realized how true those words were. The gleaming steel and stone architecture of the place looked hewn out of a volcano. I couldn’t believe it. This place LOOKED […]
to wild wind I cast myself and on the breeze suspend me to wit I drift across the globe a wand’ring soul I’ll ever be send to me the farthest reaches this great blue ball can muster striding t’wards the end of time with pomp and regal fluster I seek to be all I can be and yet be better still and seek out all I dare to be and end up where I will So sing to me on baited breath the wind swept through my hair seek me where adventure lies I’ll be not here but there
The building seemed to creak under it’s own weight. It was decrepit, old, and smothered in the dust of generations long past. Judging by the graffiti and the occasional shattered window or broken down wall I’d say it’s seen it’s share of abuse. Today it’s going to have to see a little more. I’m sure it’ll hold up, I wonder if I will? A high pitched whistles zips past my head. Damn these guys are getting good. They’ve had their practice though. Over the last hour or so I estimate something on the order of 2 to 3 thousand rounds […]