“When you’re alone, in the dark, and you can hear enemy soldiers advancing, your only companions the grimy M4 Assault Rifle grasped in your shaking hands and the M9 pistol hung from your piss-soaked pants. Well, then… then, Democracy is just a word, and it doesn’t seem worth dying for any more.”
- The Abandoned journal of an American Soldier
So, this is a wallpaper I made a good while ago, but never uploaded to the Internet until now. I’ve always liked the wallpapers that have like a cool quote as their basis and wanted to make my own, the problem is that all the cool quotes have been tapped out at this point it seems.
So this is what I came up with. Pretty simple, because I really just wanted to showcase the fictional quote I created. It’s in my monitor’s resolution (1680x1050), but it should scale smaller if anyone wants to actually use it.
Welcome to my humble writing blog. There's a lot to see here, if you care to see it. Enjoy your stay!
FEATURED WORK:
An Ode to an Abdicated Muse - A poem demonstrating my infatuation's huge capacity for aesthetic appreciation
A Sniper's Perch [REDUX] - A short story narrating the mechanical executions and detached ponderings and reflections of a lone Russian sniper during the brutal climax of WWII
The Last Bard’s Tale [REDUX]
An Epic Poetry series (in progress)
         Part One
You'll find Alexandria when the Dawn Commeth
A short story told from the perspective of a man facing his fast-approaching death. The narrative follows the struggles of two starcrossed lovers kept apart by wicked divine intervention.
         Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
         The Poem
         The Story