When I began writing The Nightmare Plague, it was going to be a series of short stories or even novellas. Later I began to imagine a series of longer works, with Barnabus, Marley, and Bilal being the central characters of their respective books. There was also a thought I would have made progress towards this... Continue Reading →
The Nightmare Plague (Entire Series up to 3-5-22)
Voices Within He chose the blue paint. The color reminded him of their trip to the ocean. It wasn’t the vivid blue he expected, certainly not like that in the books he grew up with. But, on one day of clear weather, the sky was brilliant with shades of blue mixed with whites and grays,... Continue Reading →
The Nightmare Plague: Confrontation
Barnabus had grown weary of listening to his “passengers” incessant chatter. He had only intended to leave with Pug, but encountered so many pleading voices along the way that he could not leave them to be destroyed. Many of them had been turned to things of fear by people’s beliefs and not began their existence... Continue Reading →
The Nightmare Plague: The Walking Storm
Bilal enjoyed the warmth of the setting sun on his fur. The moment was so blissful that he was able to block out the sounds of a busy city. He prefers the morning light, slowly heating the world and driving back the darkness. It was a signal of a respite from the constant hunt for... Continue Reading →
The Nightmare Plague: Enveloped in Shadows
The route through the cave passages went from colossal avenues to narrow passages. The bear remembered the path quite well, even after so much time. He never cared for the place, feeling that it was a cliche nightmare, that of the monster in the cave. Every passage he passed held eyes watching him, but none... Continue Reading →
The Nightmare Plague: At the Crossroads
The night was soft, gentle, easily lulling people to slumber, And yet, a rumble came through the distance, The sound swelled, as a great tide before crashing into the shore, What may have been thunder took on something less welcome, That of a multitude of horsemen, all too familiar to those whose ears it touched,... Continue Reading →
The Nightmare Plague: Eyes of Violet
Marley was leaning back on a rock staring into the distance when Barnabus returned. Although he made no sound, she always knew when he was near. He sat and leaned on the rock just close enough for their shoulders to touch. She turned her head and looked at him out of the corner of her... Continue Reading →
The Nightmare Plague: There Are No Heroes, Complete
Marley walked around the group, watching their training with a critical eye. She was pleased that Leticia was holding her ground against Janice and his axe. Montrose was showing an equal level of skill against Hamish’s heavy claymore. With the danger approaching, she was determined to make certain that everyone was prepared for the battles... Continue Reading →
The Nightmare Plague: Misplaced Faith, part two
Hamish, Ambrose, and Sonny followed Marley through the Crossroads. Eventually they arrived at a door decorated in finely carved wood and pastels. She entered without hesitation and the others trooped in behind her. The inside of the door and frame, though, were rotted, green with mold and decay. Their surroundings were a bucolic neighborhood, the... Continue Reading →
Quiet Dreams 