Day 258 – Something – Wrapped In Words

Something sweet, something fun, something chewy, something sinful, something bleak, something you can’t run from, something that’ll make you weep, something dark, something rotten, something deep, something bold, something new, something old, something broken, something cold, something gripping you’re throat, something taking you’re soul, something choking you, something burying you in this hole, something me,…

Daily Grindhard

How long has it been since I shared words, too long I say, my mind has been elsewhere, preparing things, and, of course, keeping the blog turning over. What changes have come, Whispered Words as shifted and morphed into Wrapped In Words, the same, yet not. Tales of different kinds will find its way here,…

Day 257 – Dark Stars: Quake, Part One – Short Story

The Players so far.. Zander Kane, once a trusted and highly decorated general for the United Federation, Kane betrayed not only his own race, but his own flesh and blood to join the Dark Collective, so he could be with the woman he loved. Now, he rides stardust and slipstreams, captaining the Betha, fighting for…

Day 257 – Paid – Wrapped In Words

Dead, dying, melting away, into the clay, into nothing, a memory, a ghost, of what was, not what is, you are gone, I am here, wasting away, while you are far away, living your life, smiling, I cry, I’d say goodbye, but who is here to hear me? Who is here to care? forget, forgotten,…

Day 256 – Play Your Hand – Short Story

“Play your hand vile demon, play your hand before I make my final move!” He bellows towards the cowering young man in the corner. “Please, Teluo, you’ve got it all wrong, I’m not a monster!” He yells back. “Don’t make me out to be a fool, for too long have you fooled me, for too…

Day 256 – Deep – Whispered Words

Words written, here for you, take a look, I know you want to, they’re something dark, they’re something deep, to cut your flesh, so kneel at my feet, take it in, take it deep, take it in, take it deep, take it in, take my sin, take it in, again, and again.

Day 255 – The Promise – Short Story

“It’s simple, like I said before, I cut your throats, your blood drains down, filling the circle, and then I say a few words from this here book, and you’ll rise again, immortal, powerful. Like me,” he says with a smile, as he plays with a bone handled knife. “How do we know this isn’t some trick,…

Day 254 – Stones – Short Story

I didn’t think I was going to be able to go through with it, hell I don’t think anyone did, so you can imagine their surprise when I did it. Did what, is that what you’re all asking right now? I mean, you must be. None of you know me, none of you know what…

Day 254 – Friend – Whispered Words

You say those words, I hear them come, I see your face, I feel it cut, you seem to think, you’re all that shit, but really you’re just a piece of it, you make me sick, you make me ill, I want to snap, I want to kill, I’ll break you down, I cut your…