He sharpened his knife which was already razor sharp before making the first incision. A bead of blood formed on the blades edge, colouring it crimson red. Ella exhaled and blew smoke. ‘Can’t this hurry?’ she demanded. The torturer grimaced. His was not a trade to be hurried. ‘Silence bitch.’,’Do not disturb this process again’Continue reading “Butchery”

Scrubbing Harding – Wizard

OK! I have broken off the main ice and am now floating in the ocean. Visibility is excellent. Supplies are good. Mood is elevated. Have been floating for about three weeks now but can’t help the feeling I am not alone out here. There is nothing to see for miles around but the feeling persists.Continue reading “Scrubbing Harding – Wizard”