Wherever The Hands May Lead

Maxwell
Wherever the hands may lead
Created 20 Feb 2021
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  • For the Glory of the Wretched
    28 Sep 2021 • 4 min read
    We seek, we fight, we die. We are simple men. Nothing more, nothing less. Some people think we’re heroes, saviors, and others think we’re demons and destroyers. But frankly, we don’t care. We don’t ca...
  • Elemental Rust
    13 Sep 2021 • 2 min read
    We get off the train at noon, having arrived at a little lake town. Aria wants to see all the pretty gardens, to waltz down all the narrow alleys, explore all the nooks and crannies, and buy food from...
  • For the Glory of the Wretched Men
    19 Aug 2021 • 4 min read
    They sold us. They sold us as if we were nothing but cattle, ox. They thought we were compliant, took us for prisoners with no escape. They promised us riches. They promised us paradise. And then, the...
  • Elemental Rust
    02 Aug 2021 • 5 min read
    The ice cream was delicious. As we walk back to the station, Aria asks, “That was Henry, wasn’t it?” “Yeah, it was,” I say. She gives me a look. “Why does it matter? If he helps us finish this, then…”...
  • Elemental Rust
    18 Jul 2021 • 11 min read
    “Where have you gone, where have you been?” Aria asks when I enter our apartment. She continues unfazed to cook dinner, dinner for two, as if she has been expecting me. Strange. She doesn’t dare make ...
  • The Lawyer
    04 May 2021 • < 1 min read
    His father is a good man. His father is a good husband, a good father, and when he was younger, he was a good son. Yet. Others mark his father as the devil incarnate. He wears his father’s eyes, his h...
  • The Drifter
    15 Apr 2021 • 1 min read
    “Don’t you lecture me, no. You don’t have any right,” says the lady known as Alice. She’s sitting in a relic of a building. An abandoned tavern. There’s a man, named Frazier, pacing back and forth the...
  • Stella
    04 Apr 2021 • 1 min read
    Every day she had seen the ugly wretched of the earth. She saw the dead and those on the brink of death. Not all were dressed in rags, smelling of body odor, blood, and alcohol. Some wore gold chains,...
  • Archer
    02 Apr 2021 • 1 min read
    Everyone wanted to kill him. Whether or not they knew, that was another topic altogether. Eventually, it would become known. Directly or indirectly. He wanted to live his life and people stood in his ...
  • Catherine
    30 Mar 2021 • 2 min read
    Had she known her road to freedom required confinement in a box, as in boxes where she sleeps and boxes where she works, she would have chose different. She wonders if she could’ve been free, if her f...
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