Page 40 – My Writing

Plot Points

Marcus leaned against the back of the sofa, elbow resting on the arm, finger at his temple, thumb at his chin, staring

Being alone didn’t bother Jim, typically. But on this particular night it did; as it had been for the past fifty-four years.

Katherine and Heinrich Messner already had a twelve year old daughter when they learned another child was on the way. It was

The room was large. It had to be, to hold members of the Greek pantheon. Not all were present, but many were,

Chance had been outside smoking for a while – partly to enjoy the warm night, but mostly to think. He was reluctant

Trish was uncertain as to exactly what time she needed to be at the meeting, but she’d agreed to be there, and

Deacon presented the braid to his master that evening. Gabriel smiled brilliantly. “Excellent work, Deacon. Smart thinking on your part.” He did

“Our brothers have fallen at the hands of these devils! For why else would they not have come home to us? Why

Lucy lay in the tent, wide awake and thinking over her life. Everything was different now – so changed so….unwanted. She didn’t

It was nearing that time of year again. She could feel it coming. It would cycle, over and over again in the