A tenday passed, and brought no sign nor word of Adrian. After returning from the tunnels of Drechton, Heath put the word out that Adrian had fled the city, but that he still had a remaining interest and unfinished business with the man. From his mercenary compatriots, to his lowlife contacts, Heath made it known thatContinue reading “Chapter 5: New Allies and Learned Trust”
Author Archives: Caleb Johnstone
What is Love
Someday, I want to write about what love is, not what I imagine it could be.I want to learn whether you prefer sunrises or sunsets, and see you in the light of both.I want to see you beneath the summer’s sun, and hold you in the deepest part of winter.I want to see you in the glow ofContinue reading “What is Love”
Chapter 4: The Tunnels of Drechton
Heath dropped down into the tunnel, his boots impacting softly on the dirt ground. The stream of light from above illuminated him, but the tunnel quickly vanished into blackness. Around him, the faces of the others looked back at him with a stoic seriousness that hadn’t been there before. Nambu shifted in place, the shadows playingContinue reading “Chapter 4: The Tunnels of Drechton”
Mourning
First written December 2023 Can you mourn something that never was? Something that never will be?Something you dreamed, that you hoped.Something you imagined, but maybe felt in your bones.That deep part of yourself that longs for more, aches, in ways you never knew you could.That part of yourself that was afraid to feel, afraid to admit your desperate hope.Trembled atContinue reading “Mourning”
Adrift in the Desert
First written Feb. 2018Disclaimer: This was written during a really difficult time in my life. It was my first time really grappling with long-lasting depression, as well as needing to deal with accountability and self reflection. I experienced a lot of growth, but it was really hard as well. It was a time when myContinue reading “Adrift in the Desert”
Chapter 3: Elusive Prey
Heath hunched over his table, a plate of crispy potatoes and eggs piled on a plate before him with a mug of dark coffee. The Black Crow Tavern was largely empty, though there were always a few regulars who knew about Mo’s hearty breakfasts. The shutters over the windows were already propped open, and aContinue reading “Chapter 3: Elusive Prey”
Beauty and Pain
First written March 2018 I believe that truly great art can only come from a deeply felt place of emotion. In my story, I’ve only felt that pull, that spark, from seasons of intense joy or unrelenting sadness. If we look to the four core emotions – anger, fear, sadness and joy – those areContinue reading “Beauty and Pain”
Chapter 2: A Question of Honor
Heath was furious. He walked with slow, forced breaths as he turned north, away from the group. Pulling his hood up, his mind tormented him. As he followed the winding path, no words of protest followed him from the members of the guild. He didn’t expect any, nor did he hope for it.The walk didContinue reading “Chapter 2: A Question of Honor”
A Rainy Day
We canceled our plans today, choosing instead to dwell inside.Sitting quietly as we forget the world, listening to the sound of rain against the windows.I steal another look, you smiling as you read your book.I set mine down, and I kiss the top of your head.At your shoulder, your cat purrs.As I walk away, my dog follows at my heels.Minutes laterContinue reading “A Rainy Day”
Chapter 1: A New Job
Guild City of Aleria, ValirYear 457, The Fourth Age Darkness. Silence. Emptiness and peace glittered like so many stars in the great void. A glimpse of nothing. It filled his world, and he felt as though he were floating. Weightless. Deep, dark. Empty. Quiet. Shattered.“Ranger!”The voice cut through Heath’s moment of peace, driving a spike ofContinue reading “Chapter 1: A New Job”
The Writer in White 