FICTION: The Remembered

I remember the sensation of grass under my feet. I could run, then. My legs were firm and strong. They would carry me toward the sun at the end of each day, chasing it west to the horizon. I could feel the life in everything around me, in the trees and the rocks and theContinue reading “FICTION: The Remembered”

FICTION: Thanatos in Troy

1. Troy burned in the night sky. The greatest wall in all the mortal kingdoms fell sometime in the night, and the Myrmidons were the first through the rubble in their black armor. I had watched this place with much interest, coming and going as the years dripped along, collecting old men from their bedContinue reading “FICTION: Thanatos in Troy”