Max fumbled around with his red ball for what seemed like hours. Just rolling it around in his hands, examining every bit of surface as though it contained the meaning of life. And to a toddler, perhaps it did contain the meaning of life. He took it everywhere he went, never playing with it; only…
Wonderless
I remember the night well. I was nine years old that late July evening. The circus had come to town and set up a big tent at the county fairgrounds. My whole family decided to go for a fun filled evening of laughs and amazement. It was a very old fashioned kind of circus, nothing…
Letters from Unsung Heroes: The Train – Jacob Edger
A child died today. By my estimate, she was somewhere between ten and thirteen. I don't know what happened. But it shook me to my core. It was not long after the lights went out and the train stopped. We were sitting there in our seats quietly. It was pitch black and no one spoke a…
Letters from Unsung Heroes: The Train – Bruce Thomas
Dear Sam I hope this letter reaches you. I'm trapped aboard a train with many others and I fear for our lives. Considering it's been two days and no one has shown up to help, I believe someone wants us to die. Allow me to recount the events that have transpired since I began my…
Letters from Unsung Heroes: The Train – Gunther
Martin, I believe I watched a man die yesterday. He was just sitting there in the dark, the only light coming from the match of the person next to him trying to see out the window. It was a rather frightening thing to see. He was just sitting there peaceably to himself with his hands…
Letters from Unsung Heroes: The Train – Johnathan Millowsborough
Dearest Joseph, I am writing to inform you of the delay of my arrival. The train leading into West Hampshire from Bethany seems to have fallen into disrepair on the tracks inside of a tunnel. It's quite dark in here and I am writing to you by match light. Genevieve was wrong to laugh at…
The Unforgiving Christ
Deep beneath the Vatican is an immaculate painting of our Lord, Jesus the Christ, crucified upon the cross. Painted entirely in browns and dark flesh tones, this painting is the most realistic representation of Christ's death ever to exist. And it is locked away in the deepest recesses of the Vatican in lone room long…
Taradiddle Soup 