The Dastardly Adventures of Bard, the Disgruntled Elf: Part I

There is said to be a place of great joy where reindeer trod and elves create toys. A spot on the map when normal becomes whimsy and Santa slides down chimneys. Our story today is of a very disgruntled Elf who is neither a baker nor sits on a shelf. He makes toys as the …

This is Halloween

Toys laid scattered across the bedroom floor. Canvasses covered in crayons littered the walls. Figurines stood atop the dresser at attention, staring into the cold, black night that crept its way through the far window. A singular light illuminated the twin bed where a little boy and his father lay covered in Buzz Lightyear bedding …

A Requiem of Rebirth: Chapter 4

Fire envelopes my soul. It brings light to this grave. ~ Though I sleep, I can feel that I am cold. A presence is here, watching, making me its slave. ~ A thickened, petulant┬ávoice calls from the darkness. It screams and I awake. ~ These words written on my arm...hopeless? I look around, I do …

Requiem of a Rebirth: Chapter 3

**TRIGGER WARNING** My world fades to black. The skin on my bones decays. ~ This house is built on shattered dreams. Fire burns where no one hears my screams. ~ The glass becomes my friend. It pierces my skin, carving my pain, this is the end. ~ I feel trapped inside this house of my …