Faint Glimmer

The Art Of War
The Art Of War
The Art of War The pounding of shells, the mines, the death traps, the massive, blind destruction, the acrid stench of rotting flesh, the communal graves, the charred bodies, and the fear. These are the images of war. War has changed over the centuries from battles of legions of ironclad soldiers enveloped in glimmering armor fighting for what they believe to senseless acts of guerrilla warfare against those too coward to be draft-dodgers. Those who were there, who experienced the terror first h
The Sword In The Stone
The Sword In The Stone
The Sword in the Stone It?s everywhere. It surrounds me and tracks me down like an unyielding shadow. I often ponder about this magical illusion that I am enveloped in, and find myself dumbfounded with the outcome. What is it? How can I rid of this thing that tugs on my sleeve and has me tied down relentlessly? There?s no explanation, it?s just there. Itlingers mysteriously above my head as if a lonely moon hung high in the midnight sky,illuminating a faint glimmer of mist above the surface of t