THE FINAL ADVENTURES OF Mason, Balliol, Sully, Tommy and some new friends too
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November 11, 2009 by Ennarath
  THE HOUSES IN ROSSFORD Fenn Houghton and his significant other, Todd are quickly going broke. That’s the bad news. But they find half a million dollars; that’s the good news. It belongs to a drug lord who will do anything he can to get it back. Bad news again. Fenn’s sister, Adele doesn’t know what’s worse, learning of her husband’s cheating ways, or learning who he’s cheating with, and for how long. A young boy is sent to live with hi...
April 14, 2009 by Ennarath
I have been gone for sometime, if i continued to post the rest of Wise Life, could anyone still follow it, and would anyone still want to? Yours, C.L. Gibson
September 2, 2008 by Ennarath
Mason was, as usual, chatting up all their fellow freshman, and Balliol was standing with Tommy, his arms crossed over his chest. “Damn Matt for coming in as a sophomore,” he said. “Freshman orientation could be fun,” Tommy told him, and waved at a kid who was wearing a tee shirt with the name Jesus encased in a fish. “No,” Balliol said. “It couldn’t. Everyone else was in shorts and tee shirts, except for Mason who was in jeans and a te...
August 8, 2008 by Ennarath
One day, in the middle of Keisha Darrow’s thirtieth year, as she was drying dishes, she immediately stopped. She stood at the sink for a long while, looking out of the curtained window onto the driveway. She didn’t even focus at first. It was all blurs. It was all vague shapes. She heard nothing. Then she just heard noise, all disconnected from everything else.             She heard her son. She heard Mason say something. ...
July 24, 2008 by Ennarath
“it is fearful, I was a mirror, an individual,” cries the shallow rock pool, “now infinity   claims me; I am everything? But nothing”; peace, salt, you were never as useful as all that,   peace, flower, you are one of a thousand-thousand others, peace, shallow pool, be lost.         “And that’s your favorite poem,” John remarked, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. ...
July 17, 2008 by Ennarath
Sully was getting up from the table when Mason signaled to him.             Sully raised an eyebrow and came over, his face amazed.             “Can I talk to you a second?”             “Yeah, sure, Mase. You know you can.”            ...