by Clay Parrish | Apr 3, 2019 | Comics, Top of the Stack
The last finger was tossed in the trash bag. The bag was manufactured to emit the slightest scent of vanilla. Jessup had heard that vanilla was a strong aphrodisiac for men. He couldn’t say he was turned on, not by the scent of the trash bag, nor by the primal...
by Clay Parrish | Mar 27, 2019 | Comics, Top of the Stack
He fumed as he flung the door closed behind him. There had been a lot of arguments in their relationship, but he, at this particular moment, felt he had just been in the worst one yet. Stewing over the words thrown around, the things that may or may not have been...
by Clay Parrish | Mar 20, 2019 | Comics, Top of the Stack
The lights in the bus shut off as the last few people found their seats. Ian had been fortunate enough to get a seat to himself, it may have been the backpack that was draped across the arms of the chair. Suddenly, soaked in darkness, Ian fell into himself with a...
by Clay Parrish | Mar 13, 2019 | Comics, Top of the Stack
The music was thunderous. It pushed its way through the smoke stained barroom air and into the muggy streets. Blue lights shone over the cobblestone; wet with humidity, reflective of the passion in the little city. Horns and drums ruled the night, laying out the...
by Clay Parrish | Mar 6, 2019 | Comics, Top of the Stack
The notice to the universe was imperceptible to a majority of the beings that inhabited the near infinite space. A few creatures noticed the shifting winds, or their planetary equivalent. A shot rang out inside of those creatures, like a bolt of lightning (or their...
