The Lizard

It walks through the city streets, steel-toed boots make long strides down the paved sidewalk. It wears a trench coat, It's face obscured in the shadow, two glowing pin-points shine out from an unfolded collar and a worn fedora. People pass the thing by, unaware of what it really is. The evil concealed under the … Continue reading The Lizard

Tide of Doom

A certain beach on a portion of southern Arventian coast was eerily quiet. Tiny rippling waves lapped at the water's edge. The salty smell of the sea wafted in on the gentle wind. Slightly inland was a fishing village. It was late afternoon when the waters were abruptly disturbed; the sun sat high on it's … Continue reading Tide of Doom