by JediChristensen | Dec 2, 2017 | Short Stories
A young boy of 12 sat before a piano. He touched its teeth while he remembers how his favorite melody would play. The boy took out the sheet music booklet from his seat and opened it to page seven. His fingers placed on the keys, ready to start, but a hand reached out... by JediChristensen | Dec 1, 2017 | Short Stories
It is a dark and stormy night. A group of campers is huddled around a campfire telling stories as they roast marshmallows. One of them leans into the other and says, “Gerald won’t you tell us a story.” Gerald paused then smiled as he starts to narrate, “It was a dark... by JediChristensen | Nov 8, 2017 | Poems
Shining bright the ball in the setting sun. Is not the goal but a pop home run. One blinded but smiles from the fun. Another moment has run. On the moment of the setting... by JediChristensen | Aug 10, 2017 | Spirit Bite, Volume 1
In a white space as far as the eye could see, lay a single body in gray rags beginning to wake up. A mirage of an old wolf grey wolf twice the size of the boy stood before him. The old wolf walked closer to the boy stirring from slumber as its eyes flashed... by JediChristensen | Aug 10, 2017 | Spirit Bite, Volume 1
Chapter 3: Bound with snakes Kiel after regaining his composure, goes looking for a source of water and what around him could be used for a shelter. The chirping of birds, the ruseling of beasts, and the whistling of the gusts of wind churning in Kiel’s... by JediChristensen | Nov 1, 2016 | Spirit Bite, Volume 1
In the wild early morning mist that covers the wood. Rays of light cut through mist. Upon dead scattered leafs upon this landscape. In one of these rays of light, a smoldering mass of darkness like unto a smoldering fire resting in place. This gray mass rose and... by JediChristensen | Aug 1, 2016 | Spirit Bite, Volume 1
On the high cliffs, overlooking an ocean of forest that stretches beyond the vision into the setting sun. The sky, painted pink and red the golden clouds further encompass the sky.A group of boys surrounds surround an old shrine covered in ivory and ash. The... by JediChristensen | Jul 26, 2016 | Island of Memories, Volume 1
A blond haired boy with green eyes backs away from the screen and sits down in a wooden chair in what appears to his bed. He is wearing a ragged red t-shirt and blue jeans. The boy: Hey sleepy head raise and shine; for there is no time to waist. Remember...