I painted a skull.
A poetic little bit of writing that I found in the game Raid: World War 2 and some thoughts on it.
A simple one really, hope is dead. When you’re having a bad day you can sometimes think that there’s no future, no light at the end of the tunnel, no hope. After something dies we either burn or bury it so here is hope’s final resting place:
This one’s from WILLIAM, my first book and the first book about The Stranger. An adventure where tragedy and death effect the main character so much that things become a little more interesting than he was expecting. To buy the book from the uk amazon website click here. The book is available on all amazon […]
Jesus of Nazareth is thought to have said “My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?” While Ghengis, Kahn of the Mongols told his son “It is clear to me that I must leave everything and go hence from thee.” Jacques De Molay cried from the fire “Let evil swiftly befall those who have […]
From The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim. A weird thing about the NPC programming makes them crouch by dead bodies, possibly because of love for the dead. This man must have had a lot of love.
The planes flew overhead. Backwards and forwards they went, scouting the area for threats. These planes were fighters designed for quick dodges in case AA guns started firing. Once they had seen that there were no threats on the ground, the fighters fell back, allowing the huge bomber planes to fill the sky. Flags of […]
I’ll tell you of a creature, The banshee which screams before a death, On and on it screeches, Without stopping for a breath. A most terrifying creature, The banshee that hides nearby, It’s piercing screeches, they make you want to cry. Dreams are haunted by this creature, The banshee you cannot escape, The […]