All things have a soul, from the stray rats that scamper through the streets to the swaying lanterns stifled by smog. Even the city itself is well and truly alive. Yet, to a foreigner like Edward, such wisdom was a mystery, and not one he had any interest in until it was forced upon him. … More The Sixth Building
The Evil of Mortar’s Isle Waves washed in fury upon the shore with black-stained waters bloodied by the night. The sea spat salt and roared in protest of all things happy and holy. Its rage was without thought or reason, merely a cruel instinct bound to its ever-writhing form. And the people of Mortar’s Isle … More The Evil of Mortar’s Isle
Here is my personal travel guide for Moscow with tips on where to eat, what to see, and where to party. … More Make the Most of Moscow- Personal Travel Guide
In the sleepy town of Dimwater, the disappearance of a lonesome shut-in leaves a trail to the occult and arcane, from which there is no way back. … More The Ladies of the Mist
I have gazed upon city skylines
Cloaked in sparkling glass
And evening shadow… … More So Perfect
There lives a man in winter’s midst
With snowdrifts higher than barren
Trees and skies like frosted roads. The stars
Are veiled, the moon a memory,
And the sun a ghost beyond
Reach… … More Shades of White
Once we embraced
With fire and fervor
And eyes like stars beyond
The void… … More Stars Beyond the Void
Ragged, white scars carve
Swollen streams in my skin,
Where once your fingers strayed.
Tender were your kisses. Tender
Now the skin they painted… … More As Your Heart Passes
I had friends once. No one knows their names anymore, though, not even their parents. They’ve all been forgotten. Forgotten to any god or devil or man. Forgotten even by time and space itself. Remember their names. … More The Void Dweller
I dreamt of seasThat sparkled in sunWith a salted breeze softOn my cheek. The wavesWhispered in foreign tongues,And beckoned me onAnd on. But in day,The ocean trembledAs a tempest tossed the surf.My boat bent, and my sailsSnapped while the currentEnforced its will.Adrift, alone, I dreamt of springIn a valley glazedWith green. Sparrows sangIn the shade … More I Dreamt
He Who Wanders 