DUSKRIVEN, by Keith Kennedy: Broken teeth reflected back at me — the axe blade a mirror — blood on edge and face both, setting sun a glorified backdrop. Underfoot, skulls and hearts — the important parts of men — turned to mush by marching boots and planted strokes. In small valleys, blood flows away churned […]

THE CHRONICLE: FRAGMENT THIRTY SEVEN, by Robert William Shmigelsky: the Wars of Men: history doomed to be repeated from time to time — Chrono [1] from that familiar comfort zone you materialize out of thin air find yourself surrounded by thick and, for the most part, impenetrable waves of sorcery-induced mist — the living blue […]

CONFRONTING THE DEMON OF HIDDEN THINGS, by David Sklar: On a winter day, at a mountain’s feet, from a dream more ancient than language, three men went out to stand against the darkness within the darkness: the Oak Man with a bamboo staff, the Reed Man with a staff of oak, the Water Man with […]

GILGAMESH (WHAT THE SUMERIANS SEEM TO HAVE MISSED) by David Sklar: When first I sought my brother in the Kingdom of the Dead, I did not know exactly what I hoped to find. Not forgiveness, for I did not put him there. Not an apology; he did not put me here. But when I walked […]

MIGHTIER THAN, by Keith Kennedy: Pile on — brothers of carnage add your rage, make pure your lust for death. In times of consequence, let there be no other reason but the one that delivers blood. Feed off the ache of a dulled blade, as it moans, loosed from its housing once more, to create […]