Greetings, internet, welcome to my blog! My name is Peter C. Bloom. By day, I am an odd child. I do not talk much to others, nor do they talk to me. I get good grades, though. In any case, I have had plenty of company in my work. By work, I mean my research … Continue reading The Discoveries of Peter Bloom: Introduction
Category: Fiction
The Empty
He couldn’t think of any way to identify this place. It wasn’t small, that much was true. It wasn’t large either. It wasn’t ugly, but it wasn’t pretty. It wasn’t hot, but it wasn’t cold. It wasn’t barren, nor was it verdant. It wasn’t dark, nor was it bright. There were no people, that much … Continue reading The Empty
The Tomb of the Tyrant: Part 2
He found a cliff and leapt off, grabbing an updraft and curving it towards the Tomb. He didn’t know exactly what he was going to see there, but he knew that it he’d probably not encounter anything good. Ossus the Tyrant had been quite powerful even without his vast resources and army. It was even … Continue reading The Tomb of the Tyrant: Part 2
The Tomb of the Tyrant
He ran on the wind. The wind was high and powerful, the sort that most people simply mounted and rode, but not Elmond. Elmond was a daredevil, always was, always would be, and he was getting more than his share of adrenaline as he ran today. Running across the wind, over the clouds, he soared … Continue reading The Tomb of the Tyrant
Stereo
I heard several voices around me, all of them only slightly different from each other. All of them said similar things, all so similar, and yet so different from each other. All of the things they said were such logical progressions from the last word spoken, but each of them seemed to have their own … Continue reading Stereo
Burning Jack: Part 3
Burning Jack gives all a fright, He turns the hottest blood to ice. When you hear his voice, you’ll find You’re too scared to look behind The voice was high, hollow, echoing, but it was more resonant and impossibly loud than Ashton had ever heard. The voice rattled his bones and shook the earth as … Continue reading Burning Jack: Part 3
Burning Jack: Part II
Beware all who run from Jack He doesn’t always just attack He’s a master thief, you see He steals the skins of you and me “You saw him?” “Yes” “When?” “Three days ago. I’d snuck out of the house to explore-” “Oscar!” “I know, let me finish. I was in the woods, and I was … Continue reading Burning Jack: Part II
Burning Jack: Pt 1
Some say a bridge can cross through realms They’re certainly places that Jack overwhelms So if you are crossing, and then you see flames I say you turn tail, and run from his games Ashton sat on his horse, his son Oscar next to him. The sun had set, and the canopy blocked what little … Continue reading Burning Jack: Pt 1
My Magnum Opus
Leonidas Aleister the XXXXXIIIIth stared out at the ethereal acquiescent unfamothably beautiful bubbles of unfathomable beauty. Their radiant myriad colors radiated in a radius of a rainbow from the primordial denoument of the apocalyptic precipitation of the dawn of the vast and unfathmable planet. And from these bubbles came impossibly painful agony of agonizing torment … Continue reading My Magnum Opus
Burning Jack: Prologue
Rumors abound how the people who died When they burst into flame or drowned when they cried, Could ever have met such a fate as they did, Or why they were frightened, or why they all hid. Some out there say that they met the wrath Of a vengeful old ghost with whom they'd crossed … Continue reading Burning Jack: Prologue
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