Tagged: Fate


I Love It

I love it when, while I’m ignoring the shitty music on an overcrowded patio as I use my under-carbonated beer to wash down a poor attempt at greasy pub fare, I see a [obviously...


Of Fate And Farmhouses

The mischievous boy crept down the stairs of the sleeping farmhouse. In a moment he would slip out the back door, hell-bent on a midnight rendezvous with his equally prankish girlfriend. In doing so,...