the screams were a symphony – Dumpster Fire Press

The Purgatory Gate I Skies crackled overhead. Was it lightning or something of fouler origins? Unsure, he nudged the iron visor from his eyes. Never before had he witnessed such deviancy from the greys and blues of the skies above, save for the melting pinks that bled into winter mornings above the village. Now theContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: S.R. Malone”