Tugging on the ropes, reigning in the sails as he steered the ship through the billowing clouds. The wind buffeted the airship around, but he held steady. The sun was high and the moment he saw the colored sails of the airships trailing after the Flying City, his heart rose. The wind at his back, … Continue reading Black-Heart: Homecoming
Black-Heart: Heading Home
Shaking off the sinking feeling of frustration and annoyance at Van, Aaron turned from him and went to work on the rest of the mooring ropes. Letting them loose, he moved about the ship, grabbing the lines to the sails and heading for the helm of the ship. Tugging on the lines as he went, … Continue reading Black-Heart: Heading Home
Black-Heart: Van’s Decsion
Mai took a step forward, aiming her pistol, sighting in on one of the thugs lounging on the docks. She had a fierce air about her, as she mentally readied herself for battle, Aaron could feel it. She’s going to kill them… he thought to himself. Aaron watcher her muscles tense. Stepping forward, he placed … Continue reading Black-Heart: Van’s Decsion
A Motivational Dilemma
I don’t know if I’ve said this on my blog before, but I’ve never been a people person. And that’s true on many levels. I prefer to stay inside where I can have little contact with the outside world. Social interaction makes me nervous and talking to someone I don’t know scares the daylights out … Continue reading A Motivational Dilemma
Black Heart: Early
The sun was just peeking over the top of the mountain, bathing Douglas’ Bluff in a soft glow when Aaron stepped from the bar into the street. Blinking, he raised his hand to block the oncoming light from his eyes. He looked down at the empty bottle in his hand. His head was sufficiently fogged … Continue reading Black Heart: Early
Jumping Ship 