Tag: Black Bantham

What’s Your Poison? (part2)

How would the birds even know my name? His mind was swirling with questions and looking around the room only made him more curious. Is she a psychic or a witch? She motioned to a chair, “You mortals and your labels. Does it matter…

What’s Your Poison? (part 1)

“This is too cliche’ and cannot be good,” he mumbled to himself. His car had broken down on an unfamiliar country road in the middle of the night. He saw tiny twinkling lights in the distance, hoped for the best, and started walking. Holding…