Ebon, Chapter Three
The door to my bedroom banged open, jerking me out of my dreamless sleep. I rolled over swiftly, propping myself up on one arm as my father trudged into my room, holding a white USPS box under one arm. "Oh, dammit dad, don't scare me like that."...
Ebon, Chapter One
I met him online, in a chat room hosted by one of my friends. Within a few weeks of meeting each other we entered a relationship that would scar the rest of my life with its ebon touch. His voice, his touch, his deathly cold glare would haunt me for...
DPS, Or Why Backstabbing Isn't Just Combat Anymore
The battle had been raging for hours now, with neither side giving nor gaining ground. The cries of battle drifted up to my position on a towertop, raining down spells as needed. "More DPS on the tanks!" Cried a voice from a singing stone in a...