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4 AM. How’s the saying go? No rest for the wicked? Sighh… I couldn’t sleep. We were supposed to be meeting at the Victoria Regia at around…… Read more “A pitcher full of madness, a heart full of demons – Part 1”

Agony. Restless, tiresome agony. Throughout the night I thrashed in that windowless room, and tore the sheets completely off the bed. My mind found no reprieve at…… Read more “The devil lies in the details”

Have you ever been on the cusp of some dramatic change in your life, where even as you look forward to the change, there is that niggling…… Read more “Into the jaws of the leviathan”

“I lay there, body contorted and convulsing in pulsing waves of agony, clutching my stomach and wiping the sweat from my face for what seemed like a…… Read more “Descending”