Heart in two. Wavering logic, roaring emotion. Slashed apart, logic ponders the emotion. We are beings of emotion. Is it not logical to...

The moon rested low on the foggy horizon, casting a luminous glow on the desolate tarred road ahead, air filled with the scent of an...

There were three cracks on the screen, a set of triplets, mothered by a now fractured hand belonging to a feverish Dreamcatcher. Some...