Fibonacci Man

Everywhere I went, I saw the Fibonacci spiral—everywhere. What did it all mean? Finally, I did the math, and it freaked me out. On May 3rd, I first noticed the sequence—both the month and day were Fibonacci numbers. Then, I realized the year was also a Fibonacci number—2584. That’s the date I became aware of... Continue Reading →

Oblivious

I view things differently than most. Or, is it that I experience my reality in ways that others dare not explore? Many nights I sit motionless, remote in hand, and flip through one paranormal TV show after another. Ghosts, spirits, demons, poltergeists; these are terms used to give meaning to the unexplained. My house, surrounded... Continue Reading →

Soul Corridor – Brendan and Cara

Brendan ascended the steep jagged stone steps to the top of the cavern. He stopped for a moment, glanced down toward the valley, still amazed at the journey he had embarked on. His adventure, though short-lived, gave credence to the stories his grandfather told him. The ancient-looking texts in his grandfather’s library wielded outlandish stories... Continue Reading →

Soul Corridor – Containment

The year 1738 Decimus walked through the dank corridor, careful not to stumble over the dead. The strong smell of iron from spilled blood churned his stomach. He saw his father, Cyrus, at the far entrance to the corridor. What sort of evil could cross the barrier to the corridor? Whose soul is this dark? Decimus, in... Continue Reading →

Guardians of vitalus – conclusion

Read part one: https://inspiredpensite.wordpress.com/2020/06/22/guardians-of-vitalus/ Read part two: https://inspiredpensite.wordpress.com/2020/06/27/guardians-of-vitalus-part-2/ All three children stared at their palms, wide-eyed in disbelief. The events over the past few days were sinking in, and they realized it was all tangible and real. Stephie was most open to the possibilities of so-called mythical worlds. To Stephie, it made sense since she... Continue Reading →

Guardians Of Vitalus

PART ONE The amber light from the outside porch lamp bounced off the old woman’s wrinkled face. She bent over to place a bowl of food for her five cats. Tree branches transformed into a witch’s fingers in the moonlight. Ron and Steve shivered. It could have been the cold October night, or their fear... Continue Reading →

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