Klafarius

It was the dream. His unconscious mind mulled over that fact for a few moments before he turned and wondered whether he could get this torture over with fast or if this would be one of those long drawn out dreams tonight. He watched her wondering why he kept dreaming of this beautiful woman who he could not touch or even speak to.…

Klafarius

Whoever said war was an honorable and commendable profession should have his honorable and commendable rear end shot, and with the day Jack had he was perfectly ready to pull the trigger.…

Klafarius

A sort of Fairy Tale that I wrote for a competition…