It was junior year that was to add depth to my experience. I chose to study abroad in probably the best country for anyone as obsessed with medieval history and lore as myself: Scotland. My three months there were filled with castles and craig, and core moments to consider my profession. I’ll never forget the […]
Read more "Stokes Hall of Darkness: 1-2, “The Stones Grew Strange”"Boston, Massachusetts. 2008. With every new season comes a life change. For me it was college. As I rode comfortably in the back of my parents SUV, I held on to my welcome packet and felt the firm, warm feeling of resolution. I had made it to Boston, to the school of my dreams, and […]
Read more "Stokes Hall of Darkness: 1-1, “A Hopeful Start”"Why? The only question I can muster up right now is this, for I know where I am and how I got here. I just need to know why. With every crack of lightning I shuddered, as the room was illuminated but for an instant. I kept expecting any sort of spectre or demon to […]
Read more "Stokes Hall of Darkness: Prologue"Prologue “In… excelsis…” The choir rang high into the steeple. Their harmonies were layered like clouds high above, pulling the listeners’ eyes up to the heavens. My hands were still in so much pain, but I would take care of that after mass. Right now, I needed God. I needed something or someone to remind […]
Read more "Town of an Unknown Name: Chapter One (‘Prologue’ and ‘Driving’)"Quite often in my journey home, my heart found times to question my actions. I wondered if somewhere, way back, I’d made a wrong turn, to find myself in the world I’d now generated. I could clearly remember the times I’d turned left and not right, was silent when I had a voice to speak, […]
Read more "The Final Maze Chronicle"It felt so strange being out in the sun again. Knee-deep grass surrounded me, as I looked about my new horizons. In contemplating the 5 door dilema, I had fallen entirely asleep. Now woken up by the gentle breeze blowing across this field, I stood upon to see that indeed I was in a field […]
Read more "Maze Chronicle #3"I couldn’t help myself. My skin itched with excitement, and unable to resist their needs my legs sprung into a sprint. But something very… very interesting occurred. I suddenly realized how quickly I was arriving at the fork, and before I really knew it, a split in the path left a gaping hole in front […]
Read more "Maze Chronicle #2 – Part 2"…and pulling the chord tight, my pack was secure. I certainly felt good enough to get on with the day. According to the map, I was closing in on what appeared to be yet another fork. But this one was smudged, as if the cartographer hadn’t drawn it right at his first go, or maybe […]
Read more "Maze Chronicle #2 – Part 1"Day One (documented) Continuing on my way, the path of my maze grew light today. In pastel blues, the sky beamed above me as I journeyed forth, on and on. Not without struggle, mind you. It would seem that the builder of the maze had lain links of rope about the ground. Despite the soft […]
Read more "Maze Chronicle #1"Life is a maze. I can’t tell you the way to go, I’m currently following the path I find most true so far, but I can tell you a few things I’ve noticed about the maze. The maze isn’t just the standard lines and space between. The walls are not uniform. The paths are not […]
Read more "My first note from inside the maze."
Satisfied Fool 