Lost Confessions: Living Room 5

You’re not going to fucking believe this. Shit I don’t know if I do. I wasn’t going to blog about this at all, but I figured I had already drawn you in with the first few, so I might as well put out the final entry on this subject. After this one, I am done… Continue reading Lost Confessions: Living Room 5

Lost Confessions: Light

He would not have her while I breathed. He was a vile poison and she was life itself. What do I say about my love, my partner, my sacred? How do I make you see her as I do? Well, I can’t. I will fail you if you try to look through my eyes. But… Continue reading Lost Confessions: Light

Pain

“So what do we know?” I asked Job and Regina. We were at an Chinese restaurant. We were full and smoking. “Shadow, Guardian, Shush,” I said. “Servant, Teth, and Assassin,” Regina added, “and that one who came out last night that we couldn’t get anything out of, do you remember that?” “I do,” Job said.… Continue reading Pain