My sight was the last sense to return to me. It confirmed what my other senses already told me; somebody doesn’t like me very much. It was nighttime by now and would be pitch black if not for the fire. I could feel the crust of dried blood taunting my nose like an itch just out of reach, being tied to a chair didn’t help. The … Continue reading Detective Darby #2 – The Samaritan
The morning was so bright; I almost thought it had a beef with me. Nature should offer cloud cover until 10 am for all of the night owls. To be fair, I had yet to surmise the time and typically call morning whatever time I manage to wake up. I reluctantly eased up from the well-worn couch in my office. The smell of the leather always … Continue reading Detective Darby #1 – The Dame
I have always been critical of the comic book industry. Maybe it isn’t fair but we are all guilty of laying down our money, for comics or any other form of entertainment, as an unspoken license to judge, second guess, and sulk about the things that happen and supposed terrible decisions behind them. Of course, we could have done better, right? With that in mind, … Continue reading Identity Crisis in Comics
