Are These Tears Of Sadness, Tears Of Laughter, Tears Of Rage Or Am I Merely Sweating?

"Three Men In Pain. One hides it by laughter, the other through rage, the last through quiet. They share their stories with one another."

Three men sat around the fire while the fourth trekked for water. They were miles from anything, save each other and the sanctity of the location.The first was speaking, “I was angry, probably more than anything else. It wasn’t just...

namelessshe stalks the cage of her shadowa predatorwaiting to pounce but once was preyon the fringes of realityblurring the linesshe cannot rememberfrom whence she cameor to where she is headedshe feeds on the sinsand fevered nightmaresof childhood's endforgetting, sometimesthat her...