Black Flag

Lying with his back to the shelled building, Henrik quietly pulled the corpse of one of the militia soldiers over him, willing himself to vanish as one of their trucks roared up the broken road in his direction. The dead of the official military, the opposing militia, and people who'd been hiding in the city of … Continue reading Black Flag

One Last Run

Through the evacuated harbor town, mountain guide Lee Suriah rushed from guide office to guide office, desperate to recruit help. His quick footsteps echoed off narrow brick roads and cozy buildings, shuttered and dark, shingles dripping from a recent sun shower. Rounding a corner, he broke into a walk and fumbled to a stop, almost slipping in a … Continue reading One Last Run