Vampires |
Max pulls his black Charger into the dimly lit parking lot of the strip club and parks. He sighs, looks at the building, and shakes his head. "God I hate this shit," he mumbles to himself getting out ...
Posted by The Tao of Zachariah on Thu, 01 May 2008 10:45:00 PST |
The Tribe of the Black Dog |
In certain circles, or rings, there are people that live outside of convention. Their music, their dress, mannerisms, and even the way they talk go against the "norm," whatever that is. The Tribe of t...
Posted by The Tao of Zachariah on Fri, 18 Apr 2008 04:00:00 PST |
Money and Happiness.. Did Science Find a Link? |
This question, as old and insane as my science teacher was, will never be answered correctly, because those who want it aren't usually happy and want it while those who have it hide their distrust in ...
Posted by The Tao of Zachariah on Thu, 17 Apr 2008 12:32:00 PST |
Time.. |
Randolph Walker was a quiet man. 45 years old. No wife. No kids. Lived a pretty listless life, except for his very ridged time schedule. He would wake up at 6 am, and stretch for about a minute. The c...
Posted by The Tao of Zachariah on Wed, 16 Apr 2008 09:05:00 PST |
Guilt |
"Alright buddy, put your head down," the officer said to me placing me in the back of the squad car. The rain felt good. Slowly but surely my heart began to slow back down. You might call me crazy, bu...
Posted by The Tao of Zachariah on Wed, 19 Mar 2008 01:11:00 PST |
Therapy |
He realized that therapy was only a temporary fix to his problem, but Jack new he had to do something. Nothing held his interest like it did. Maybe he had just burned himself out he thought to himself...
Posted by The Tao of Zachariah on Tue, 11 Mar 2008 01:13:00 PST |
Call It On |
The Hammers were a sick bunch of lugs from the North Side, or short North we liked to call it due to the length of time you wanted to stay there. Fifty or so guys, and real ball breakers. Most of them...
Posted by The Tao of Zachariah on Tue, 11 Mar 2008 05:20:00 PST |
The Wizard |
The wind picks up while day turns into night as Theold walks quickly across the stone ground to the meeting hall, his staff striking and making sparks as it hits the ground. Stroking his white beard, ...
Posted by The Tao of Zachariah on Thu, 17 Jan 2008 08:31:00 PST |
C.S.I. Files Case10865 |
Stumbling slightly into the dimly lit room, a man fumbles in his grungy brown coat pocket and pulls out a glass stem. The end is badly burnt from use and it's been broke off a few times making it slig...
Posted by The Tao of Zachariah on Sun, 13 Jan 2008 04:59:00 PST |
Another Civil War |
Artillery fire rang over head as the small group of soldiers took cover. Matt and Alverez hid just on the one side of what was left of a large building while Steve and Phil jumped behind a group of ca...
Posted by The Tao of Zachariah on Fri, 11 Jan 2008 10:38:00 PST |
