BITS AND PIECES OF WORK

works in progress

RETRIBUTION

His eyes are open and milky in death, but there is still a beseeching quality as they are directed toward his outstretched hands. Blood has congealed at the back of his head, a trickle, frozen in time, down the side of his face. A strong handsome face, of a middle aged man. Dressed for the outdoors, strong boots, all weather clothing.

CROSSING THE VOID

She shimmered and dissolved into a cloud of fluorescent particles, her anger affecting her ability to control Substance