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
Inktober Weeks 2 & 3
Sorry I haven't uploaded much, I've been rather busy. However, I managed to catch up on my Inktober drawings, so here they all are. I noticed that I made a drawing based on "Thread" when the prompt was "Tread." I guess that makes me a rebel by accident (I call band name on that).
Inktober Week 1
Despite (actually because of) the fact that I am really bad at drawing, I have decided to participate in this year's Inktober. For those of you who don't know, Inktober is a yearly drawing challenge where you draw an ink drawing based on a one-word prompt every day. I've decided that this challenge may help … Continue reading Inktober Week 1
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
I May Not Upload Much this Week
My apologies for the schedule slips, but frankly, it can be hard to stay on schedule while on vacation six time zones away from home. So, while I will do my best do upload, I wouldn't count on anything.
The Boy with the Bell
I didn't know what to do. I ran through the ruins of what had once been New York, dodging flames and crossing rubble. I didn't know what had happened, but I couldn't afford to wait around. I had to escape, I had to find my way out before he, no, before it, could... I saw … Continue reading The Boy with the Bell
The Glass Panda
The following is a journal entry written by a Moroccan man named Samir Sefrioui, dated on July 3rd, 1997. The text has been roughly translated to English. This morning, I went to my garden and saw something I never could've imagined. In the garden, I saw a great, glass figure in the shape of what … Continue reading The Glass Panda
Carter's Compendium 