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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
Adam L. Cobden
