My Cursed Kingdom
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February 13, 2018

Day break was still an hour or so away. Night still covered the sky like a dark velvet blanket; perfectly placed across the sky refusing to fall out of place. The moon shone dull with no intention of being any help to the wary. Most souls clutched their blankets to their necks, disconnected from reality […]

Dying to live

January 31, 2011

Hey Mom, I’m sorry things haven’t really been great for us for the last couple of years. I’m sorry I’ve given you a hard time. You know what they say about teenagers, we’re always a handful. I’m sorry I made things so difficult for all of us after Dad passed away. There just wasn’t much […]

Those were the days

July 24, 2009

It’s not easy being 75 years old; it’s even worse being 75 and traveling on a plane. But the worst thing is to be 75, traveling on a plane and going to meet one of your best friends who is on his death bed. It’s not easy to be living away from your homeland for […]

The Dogs Must Be Fed

April 23, 2008

* CHAPTER ONE: THE SLAUGHTER 1485 The Zangerberths and the Hilanders were at war again. The seventh in a series of many, if ones memory served him right. They say the deadliest battles in history had been fought between the two sides. Blood baths. After a conquest, no sign of a whole village would be […]

Shame on you ego!

February 19, 2008

Victor and Vice were twins. Growing up together they were two peas in a pod. Nothing could separate them. If one was hurt the other felt more pain. Happy and merry with not a worry in the world they played around the neighborhood making everyone they passed by laugh and smile.  It was a matter […]


December 22, 2007

  He felt sad inside. He would always go sit in the grass by the fence when he felt sad and pick at the grass He sat there partly because he did not want to go far from home and partly because no one could see him from there. He was an emotional little kid. […]

The hand that feeds

December 16, 2007

Professor Taleho was always more intrigued by the students whom he considered being rather slow than the rest. He had spent many years in the same university, taking upon himself the task of not only teaching his students the subject at hand, but also how to be confident and make their own mark in the […]


November 18, 2007

Today was like no other. But it was totally different. He had these days far too often. He stood on the small bridge made of stone blocks that stretched across the small lake in the park. He rested his arms on the rail guards and looked down into the water at his reflection. A few […]

My son; my life

October 25, 2007

 I remember when my son was born. It was the happiest day of my life by far. I was so proud. That was the first time in years I had tears of joy. My son came and strengthened the bond between my wife and I.  I remember when my son started saying his first words. […]

The Wizard of Oz: The Real Deal

October 22, 2007

  CHAPTER 5: THE TIN WOODMAN They left the cottage and walked through the trees until they found a little spring of clear water, where Dorothy drank and bathed and ate her breakfast. When they had finished her meal, and was about to go back to the road of yellow brick, they were startled to […]