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Louis' eyes widened in fear as the explosions detonated throughout the landship. The armoured vehicle was virtually impenetrable from the outside, but from within it was weak. Swiss had managed to punch a hole in their defences as usual circumstances would not allow a man to waltz up to their windows and rip them open before bombarding the interior with explosives. Some kind of gas or liquid within the landship must have been highly combustible as a far larger explosion suddenly tore through the landship. Louis' eyes seemed to flash in the light as he spread his arms and leapt backwards, his girth and spread arms allowing him to create a do

What happens when those who are supposed to uphold the ideals of His Word are suddenly left doubting the very Word itself?  Do they merely follow blindly or do they question it?  What if the consequences of questioning it were so dire that it forced them to stay silent?  It had once been said by someone close to him that it was "better to rule in Hell than serve in Heaven" after his dear friend had fallen from grace. Surely that was not the truth? The stars were amazingly clear tonight, as if tempting him to remember where it was he had originally come from, as it to torment his already fragile heart with dreams of what could have been had

I am walking along a road. The destination is important to me, but I have no idea where it lies. There are many avenues I could take to get there. Every now and again I come across a fork in the road, some of them seem very important to my journey, but all I can do is choose one and keep moving. Once or twice I have retraced my steps to find another path. This is time consuming, but all in all, I think it makes the journey a better experience and I am more prepared for the second path in this way. The annoying part is that each new bend in the road makes the next stage in this road very difficult to predict. After twenty-one years of walk