Burntwriting

PG1 Alex Gough The Knights of the Maw The door of a busy tavern opens, light floods the dim room showing the patrons drinking and talking with each other. A lone shape walks in and seats itself by the corner of the bar. He pulls the hood off revealing his fiery red hair and his glowing green eyes. He looks for the nearest waitress and pulls her near his mouth and whispers an almost inaudible order of strong ale. The stranger surveys the room; people stare at him in almost complete silence. He just looks away to the approaching waitress with the ale in hand and takes it and takes a swig. He looks around again as they still stare at him, re

 Dan was a small man with no desire to do anything with his life but read books and talk to his cat. His life was boring to other people and it was. In his eyes though his mind was not outside in his room with his cats, it was in the book he was reading. He only came out of the room to eat and sleep. There was mail stacked up to the door knob, bills unpaid and people left with no reply. He never noticed, he was in another world all day every day. Even in his sleep his dreamed about the books he had read that day. His wife died years ago and he always left a side for her to sleep on, untouched by him. There would be days that go by without s

 Jacob woke up from a nap at the office; the smell of coffee filled the air and made his head throb again. His co-workers were running like rats around the office putting papers in files and files in boxes. He looked out of the window into the landscape of the city. His office was the tallest of them all. On his computer screen it said for him to come to the doctors for his weekly checkup. He always had to have checkups. When he was born he came from what the doctors said was a "Tube of birth" which was shiny and full of warm water. Unlike most he remembered everything from birth because he was born an adult. They said the circuits are just f