Tales of Twilight
ortality is easy to neglect. Nature programs us to cope with the inevitability of our own death by burying it deep within the layers of our consciousness. Occasionally, a hand of the shadow breaks through, squeezing and twisting our minds, forcing us to take notice. We act. Then we forget, as the hand is pushed back down and buried under fresh soil.
Many people have searched for the meaning of life, but clarity only comes in those final moments, when we walk the dark path that we all must walk.
Chapter 1 of Tales of Twilight
Two young boys are home alone at their farm when a man collapses off of his horse outside their cottage. The boys care for the man as they try to figure out what's wrong with him, where he came from, and where he's going. ==> “Grab his legs,” Ricky says, hinged over, clutching the man’s wrists. “They’re all bent under’im,” Palmer replies through the hand covering his mouth. “Then roll him over!”...
Through Bone Like Butter
Chapter 2 of Tales of Twilight
A man with a rare memory condition struggles to stay sane on a day when his symptoms subside, but could come rushing back at any moment. Is this reprieve a blessing or a curse? Does his existence bring his wife happiness or pain? And most importantly, is the Devil in their home?
Five Fingers, Four
Chapter 3 of Tales of Twilight
Jessie’s forehead smashes into a beer-soaked wooden table, smearing damp cigar ash across his face. The bustling saloon instantly falls silent, like a jabbering coterie of prairie dogs upon a coyote’s howl. Batwing doors across the saloon creak open to reveal the outline of a round person, then pendulum back to stasis. A cane taps the floor behind each pair of steps as the figure advances. It’s the coyote...
wo young boys are home alone at their farm when a man collapses off of his horse outside ...