Violence Stories

A Seosamh O'Niall Tale
Reporter Seosamh O'Niall had seen it all and gotten really good at reporting on it. That was until he got a call one night from his sister's godfather, a cop working on a recent serial murder case. In a dark, rain-wet alley he found he only knew half of what "it all" entailed. When he saw the sheet covered lump that was his sister laying in the alley, he learned the rest of "it all." His soul demanding justice, his study with druids allowed him to seek it. But all power comes at a price.

India during the Raj

A simple peasant, whose family has been destroyed because of a marauding army and who no longer cares about living, finds himself still possessed of a desire to aid those in desperate straits, and is rewarded beyond what he knew possible.

How far would you go for a lost loved one?

Keep in mind this story may be dated, err maybe not though. There is still a bit of a 'sticky wicket' between the Middle East and others.

They(WHO Are They) say that history repeats itself. That can't be true, or can it? Just a few thoughts about that.

A might convoluted, but is that not so in life.