Paul sat slumped towards his computer. He stared blankly at the news reports and sipped occasionally at the soda in front of him. The last few months had been eventful- and not in a good way. He had a new enemy. One which he could not kill. An Angel. The last time he had actually killed someone was four months back. Most of the time, he got there too late. Paul always did his research, going to their houses the night bef...
At 5pm in the afternoon, the sun was starting to set. A shadow was much harder to hide in the day, but Paul was moving very fast, and he need not take the pedestrian paths. Sprinting straight through gardens, walls, and sheds, he would be easily mistaken as the shadow of a large bird. There were also plenty of other shadows to run between. 5pm, he found, was the earliest he could be in this form. He had to hurry, or he woul...
Early afternoon, especially in the summer, is always too bright. Paul sat in his study as he stared into the computer screen. One of the sites he visited, Reddit, had started tracking murders committed by the Boogieman. There were 17 so far. Each had comments in the thousands. Some of the victims were police, corrupt council members, and other government workers- yet the list also included mafia members, tycoons, and a f...
It was a normal Friday afternoon at one of our favorite cafes. Business was slow, and we were enjoying ourselves- laughing and drinking at the front of the cafe, where a small wooden ledge met the sidewalk. We were both so young, and new to the city too. We had grand dreams, and planned for many years together. A man walked by. A big man- looked like he was military. He looked at us with a mean glance, and started walkin...
The best part about winter in Drows is the fog. As a child who not often felt cold, I had always loved the obscuring weather. Something about the darkness and the lack of visibility comforted me. In a storm, I felt safe and hidden. The worst part- well there are many things one must be afraid of in Drows, but the worst of all would be the constant whistling. As a young boy growing up on the countryside, I have had the...
How wonderful and fulfilling it is to serve a god who cares. Hello, Maximus. You must be here to replace me. My name is Nox. I have been a guardian of the heavenly realm of Manuhteh for a great many years. It has been so long, that it is hard to remember how many years I have guarded this realm. I am a century and two decades old- which must put my servitude to this place at a little less than that. First, I must cong...