Christopher Hivner
Shadow
By Christopher Hivner Lead the way and I will follow, ready to pounce when the need rises in my throat. No tags for this post.
16Sep2010 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedViva la Revolution
By Christopher Hivner Flesh colored tomes of a dynasty’s end roam the shelves in herds. Bellows of enfants terribles startle the silverfish into corners dark and quiet. Ranging battle noises fill the stale, vapor-heavy air with the clank of swords and the dying wails of glory sacrificed soldiers. The sultans and kings, emperors and pharaohs, [...]
16Sep2010 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedSulphur
By Christopher Hivner She loved fire. She loved fire like some people love single malt scotch, prayed to it the way a warrior prays to Woden, danced in its shadows as taught by a demon whose name I will not speak. She loved fire, caressed its flames like a lover’s shaft, embraced it in arms [...]
16Sep2010 | admin | 0 comments | Continued