Apologies to Super7

A few years back I had purchased a set of new tires. Within a month’s time those tires were as bald as I am. (No, my alignment wasn’t off. Those tires were uniformly bald.) I went back to the dealership. “What the hell!” I demanded. They were totally cool, though. They replaced the tires at…

THE CONFESSIONS OF SAINT CHRISTOPHER: WEREWOLF Chapter 2

There is beauty to be found in the corrupt, precious even in the midst of the unholy. My homeland is beautiful. Arcadia, with its black peaks, its towering cedars too great in number to count, its meandering streams like silver ribbons draped between its hills, its thickets of wild ferns that grow taller than any…

THE CONFESSIONS OF SAINT CHRISTOPHER: WEREWOLF Chapter 1

“His disciples asked Him, saying, ‘Master, who did sin, this man or his parents, that this has been visited upon him?’ The Lord answered them, saying, ‘neither this man hath sinned, nor his parents, but that through him the works of God should be made manifest.’” This passage is from the ninth chapter of the…