Dancing With Death
**Dancing With Death** By: Fiad Dinenanu A group of vultures circled in the clear blue sky, not a cloud visible in any direction. Only the slowly rotating birds broke the monotony. This is what he sees as he lays here in the desert. God...
My Brethren - Midnight Secret
It was the witching hour, nothing so crude as midnight of course. Anyone can be a witch at midnight under a full moon. It was past 3 am and he had been awoken by a hand on his shoulder, shaking him urgently. His eyes opened to an unfamiliar ceiling and...