Chapter 01: I’ll Leave You To Your Being Sick
Grave robbing requires a corpse, so at most, this was all just simple thievery. At least, that’s what Rhamuel liked to tell himself as any proper heir to the abandoned goods he was claiming may have...
View ArticleChapter 02: And Wouldn’t You Know It, Here We Are
An old man and a young man sat across from each other in a bar, locking stares with joy and fear, and while the young man had a simple question, the old man would be dead in seven minutes. … Tincture,...
View ArticleChapter 03: I’ll Still Be Short, If You’ll Be Still
Old Mother placed her hands in her lap, gestured to the wooden table at her side, and ordered the boy to practice a decision of fate. … Tincture, An Apocalyptic Proposition, Chapter Four Music in...
View ArticleChapter 04: Lest We All Take a Dive Into the Blackness Together
Rhamuel inhaled deeply through his nose, and pondered the world. They’d made camp under a billboard, and after having been awoken by Rhamuel gently sprinkling sand into his ear, Marcus began to...
View ArticleChapter 05: I’d Be Happier If We’d All Take a Long Walk
Paper football or a rubber-band shootout did well to occupy those lulls in the night, but nothing passed the time quite like a gunshot victim. … Tincture, An Apocalyptic Proposition, Chapter Six Music...
View ArticleChapter 06: Feeding Out Among the Crows
They arrived at dark, and it was the men on rooftop with loaded rifles that cemented Rhamuel’s distaste for strangers. … Tincture, An Apocalyptic Proposition, Chapter Seven Music in Tincture, Chapter...
View ArticleChapter 07: Memories Don’t Work Like We Wish They Did
Excerpted from: Revenants of War An Attempted Guide for Safe Warrant after The Whatever To the forfeit wanderers and other wayward souls living in the scar: This is a poor excuse for a travel guide,...
View ArticleChapter 08: When You Turn Heel On My Family
The rumbling engine of the big motor was loud enough to drown out her thoughts, and for once, Abranyah was glad for it. … Tincture, An Apocalyptic Proposition, Chapter Nine Music in Tincture, Chapter...
View ArticleChapter 09: Broken For As Long As I Can Remember
How he’d awoken in the middle of tall grass probably should’ve been his first question—but instead—Rhamuel simply wanted to know what time it was. … Tincture, An Apocalyptic Proposition, Chapter Ten...
View ArticleChapter 10: It Gets Worse The Closer You Go
Excerpted from: Revenants of War An Attempted Guide for Safe Warrant after The Whatever Some think The Whatever came in the form of an all-out piece of military vengeance, someone with their mitts too...
View ArticleChapter 11: We Live Amongst the Dust
There was a solemn nature about a place designed to fly folk around the landscape—especially one now long past use—but the way Rhamuel figured, it was just a big graveyard without any bodies. …...
View ArticleChapter 12: Come and Gather Your Soon Regrets
Stirring, Abranyah woke, and after a small stretch of lip smacking and unfocused blinking, she saw that Rhamuel was covered in blood. … Tincture, An Apocalyptic Proposition, Chapter Thirteen Music in...
View ArticleChapter 13: Let’s Find the Gunshot Man
Rhamuel watched the helicopter effortlessly lift into the air, and he briefly pondered how useful such a thing could be out in the barren. … Tincture, An Apocalyptic Proposition, Chapter Fourteen Music...
View ArticleChapter 14: What Lovely Old Bones You Are
Every time he balanced one of the massive tobacco jars between his arthritic fingers, Morris briefly considered escape. … Tincture, An Apocalyptic Proposition, Chapter Fifteen Music in “Tincture”...
View ArticleChapter 15: You Ever Go Hunting for the Holy?
Excerpted from: Revenants of War An Attempted Guide for Safe Warrant after The Whatever One of the hardest things to reckon out in the wide barren, times as they are, is not only losing folk that you...
View ArticleChapter 16: Time Moves Funny Now, As It Is
Rachel liked the smell of a wood fire, yet, she felt a bit more uncomfortable when that smell—and the fire—were indoors. She blinked her eyes rapidly, taking in the scent of things, then, when they...
View ArticleChapter 17: His Army Was Mist and Smoke
The sun had left the day, times as they were, and Allgood was set for blood. … Tincture, An Apocalyptic Proposition, Chapter Eighteen Music in “Tincture” Chapter Seventeen: Zero V – Notch Tom Fahy –...
View ArticleChapter 18: The Mad Sheriff of Allgood
Marcus felt like he was drowning, and his imminent demise tasted of ginger root. … Tincture, An Apocalyptic Proposition, Chapter Nineteen Music in “Tincture” Chapter Eighteen: Jahzzar – Whisper Trans...
View ArticleChapter 19: And Dust You Shall Eat
The shiny black motor flew across the barren, and vengeance followed. As Abranyah piloted, Rhamuel sat in the passenger side window well, one palm on the roof of the motor, the other wrapped around the...
View ArticleBook 2, Chapter 01: You Carry Cannons
Truth found little purchase in a barren sown with lies, and this went doubly so for the Devil. When time turned funny, most folk looked to one another as they struggled through their day-to-day,...
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