Rokkoh and the Smith, Chapter 3

The flurries fly around in a heavier downfall, but Winter’s bite remains the same. I set eastward, eyes combing through the darkness between the pines. As I trek, there are only the trees, the snow, and the increasing wind. The Smith’s devilish grin creeps into the forefront of my thoughts, and through the windowpane ofContinue reading “Rokkoh and the Smith, Chapter 3”

003 Scatterbrain

The brain never stops working. There’s always a song or a memory or a thought running through it. For those with an inkling toward the creative, this is doubly so. For me in particular, unless I’m focused on something more imperative like my job or ice cream, my mind tends to drift toward my characters,Continue reading “003 Scatterbrain”