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Dispatches From The Edge

Dispatches From The Edge:

  • Sunset - Spectacular, as always. Joanie loved to savor the sunset deeply. Here on her mesa in the Painted Desert, sunsets were always stunning, brilliant, perfect. Feeling a chill on the breeze, she turned back towards the cabin. Halfway down the hill, she noticed the Jeep. She quickly disappeared into the juniper trees. Joanie crept closer to […]
  • Alone - Gradually, the din subsided. Lysimachus grunted with pain and exertion, straining. No use. Sacred oath kept, the huge Spartan lay on his shield. Problem was, the shield lay on top of Lysimachus. Blood flowed from the deep wound on his calf, inflicted by the falling warrior. The helot was keenly aware of his raging thirst, […]
  • Migration - Edmund became conscious of a thrumming, palpable vibration in the air. Swearing, he sprinted to the crawler, entered the cabin. He mashed the accelerator, agonizing on the descent into the valley. He dmiried the purples and pinks. The overhead glare starkly lit his former home. Finally! Done with farming, prospecting, the need to hunt for […]
  • The Table - Photo by K.S. Brooks Nisveta’s team, all fine Arabians was majestic. Anything else was silly, pulling such a magnificent carriage. Approaching the lakeside palace, she cracked her whip, spurring them to top speed, all foaming and wild eyed, long manes streaming. The child stood rooted, frozen in terror. Before the Arabians crashed into him at […]
  • Hummingbird - Photo: K. S. Brooks   “Get up, you fool.” I felt, rather than heard, the brrrrt and the whoosh of air nearly brushing my cheek. Slowly becoming conscious, I was aware, through the red glow behind my eyelids, the smell of hot dust, that daylight had arrived in the desert. “What are you waiting for? […]

Sunset

April 30, 2019

Spectacular, as always. Joanie loved to savor the sunset deeply. Here on her mesa in the Painted Desert, sunsets were always stunning, brilliant, perfect. Feeling a chill on the breeze, she turned back towards the cabin. Halfway down the hill, she noticed the Jeep. She quickly disappeared into the juniper trees. Joanie crept closer to […]

Alone

April 28, 2019

Gradually, the din subsided. Lysimachus grunted with pain and exertion, straining. No use. Sacred oath kept, the huge Spartan lay on his shield. Problem was, the shield lay on top of Lysimachus. Blood flowed from the deep wound on his calf, inflicted by the falling warrior. The helot was keenly aware of his raging thirst, […]

Migration

April 17, 2019

Edmund became conscious of a thrumming, palpable vibration in the air. Swearing, he sprinted to the crawler, entered the cabin. He mashed the accelerator, agonizing on the descent into the valley. He dmiried the purples and pinks. The overhead glare starkly lit his former home. Finally! Done with farming, prospecting, the need to hunt for […]

The Table

April 2, 2019

Photo by K.S. Brooks Nisveta’s team, all fine Arabians was majestic. Anything else was silly, pulling such a magnificent carriage. Approaching the lakeside palace, she cracked her whip, spurring them to top speed, all foaming and wild eyed, long manes streaming. The child stood rooted, frozen in terror. Before the Arabians crashed into him at […]

Hummingbird

March 12, 2019

Photo: K. S. Brooks   “Get up, you fool.” I felt, rather than heard, the brrrrt and the whoosh of air nearly brushing my cheek. Slowly becoming conscious, I was aware, through the red glow behind my eyelids, the smell of hot dust, that daylight had arrived in the desert. “What are you waiting for? […]