Ode to Jet Lag

Dragging myself out of bed at 4:30 a.m., flying for over twenty hours across the Pacific Ocean, and being stuck in an airport for six hours results in messy hair, extreme boredom, and the lovely phenomenon of circadian desynchrony, more commonly known as jet lag. I won’t get into the details of why we ended … More Ode to Jet Lag

The Assassin

It was a blistering summer day. Rylow’s lean, massive frame racked with uncontrollable shivers. He pulled his hood even further over his head and wrapped his cloak even tighter. Rylow would lose the majestic, intimidating effect of a billowing cloak, but on that bright summer day, he didn’t care. It was utterly, bone-chillingly, marrow-freezingly icy. … More The Assassin