Making the rounds. On the farm it could mean a pass back and forth across the field, disking or cultivating or any of the other tasks required in tending a field. Or it could mean going around to check multiple fields, to inspect their crops for one reason or another. But to Aiden Matthews, making the rounds meant something else entirely.
They were on the fringe of society. To far too many they were trash, deliquents, or punks. Being called punks amused them. They knew its intended meaning, but they embraced the slur for what it meant to them.
As a kid, and even now as an adult, I've liked the classics of horror. Edgar Allan Poe and Shirley Jackson, and others. This is a homage to one of my favorites.
Charles was a cabin boy, sailing the high seas. He grew to know the waters in all their shades of blue, and the skies above that went from blue to black and various shades in between. But the day would come when he saw another blue, one that would draw him in.
Jimmy knew he wanted something different in life. He started in college set to live the life expected of him, but he wasn't happy. There was something missing. Overtime he come to know what he truly desired.
Jasper Phillips was gay living in a small town. For a long time he kept to himself, until boredom and a desire to act out on his desires made him become more aggressive, and in turn, more confident.
The old seer saw their future. He didn't know exactly how events were to unfold, just that two were to come into the world. It would change everything.
Jerry looks back at his life, and the event that started him on the path that led to a place of contentment. It began as most do, with a traumatic event, one that led to the trek across the country.