Matthew Robinson had eaten lunch on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial every Thursday for the past two years. It was a ritual born of necessity—his cramped studio apartment on Dupont Circle had no outdoor space, and his graphic design firm's break room felt like a fluorescent-lit prison. Here, surrounded by tourists and joggers and … Continue reading The Awakening at Lincoln
Sorcery
High Noon and Dark Magic
The sun beat down mercilessly on Dead Man's Gulch as Thomas Cole stepped out onto the dusty street. His weathered boots left deep impressions in the parched earth, each step deliberate and heavy with the weight of years gone by. At forty-five, Cole had hoped his days of dueling were behind him, but fate had … Continue reading High Noon and Dark Magic
I Understand
“I don’t understand!” I screamed over the rush of wind blowing all around us. “What’s not to understand?!” the sorceress shouted right back at me. Her name was Karen and, yes, she was gorgeous But I tried not to look at her that way. For one thing, she was about 300 years older than me. … Continue reading I Understand
I Understand
"I don't understand!" I screamed over the rush of wind blowing all around us. "What's not to understand?!" the sorceress shouted right back at me. Her name was Karen and, yes, she was gorgeous But I tried not to look at her that way. For one thing, she was about 300 years older than me. … Continue reading I Understand
The Confusing Middle 