Kale Sinclair
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Author | Poet | Husband | Dog Dad | Nerd | Zen Practitioner
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Rosalie Decides to Walk. Top Story - November 2023.
Canicatti, Sicily | July 6th, 1943 Outside of the church Rosalie ripped away the black veil that was attached to her ridiculous black hat, freeing her thickly curled hair that barely grazed her shoulders and stuffed it into the hungry mouth of a rusted trash bin. Breathing in through her nostrils and out through her mouth, she deeply inhaled the cool night air and used the sleeve of her black blouse to wipe away any lingering tears still dampening her cheeks.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
Real, Imaginary Beasts
“Run!” Orion promptly obeyed Luna’s frantic command without question. Ryker, their state-of-the-art lunar rover, suffered a catastrophic loss of power once they exited the falls. With the massing mob of alien creatures marching towards them from every direction, and no power to safely keep them protected inside of the rover, they were forced to abandon Ryker, and make a dangerous escape on foot.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
Friendly Fire
Canicatti, Sicily | July 10th, 1943 | 2:32A.M Fire, incendiary rounds, and steel aircraft parts exploded all around him as he once again tumbled through hot, Italian air. Limp, densely-dark shadows of fellow paratroopers bounced off of his body as he struggled to tug the rip chord to his parachute.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
Dunes of Rome
Blood trickled down my forearms from the multiple sword wounds, and dripped into the hot sand behind me, marking my long journey in a staggered line of steaming crimson. The further I grazed, the softer the murderous cheers from the ravenous crowds became, allowing the bewitching, whispering voices to sing their trancing hymns of hope to all of the desert's unfortunate travelers.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
Let the Hunt...Begin
Rox Kasker readied his hunters for their tactical mission inside of the well stocked armory of their slave ship. Their party of seven was a diverse mixture of Gungan, Human, Zabrak and two assassin droids, TT-77 and IG-96. Xila had recruited them over the past five years while she hunted, smuggled and extracted hundreds of force-sensitive beings ranging from child to adult.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
Dragon Bones
May 20th, 2022 | 8 A.M | Leith, Edinburgh UK A bone-rattling boom from the ferry’s fog horn broke Ellie’s deep concentration. Peeling her dark green, blood-shot eyes away from the delicate papyrus pages resting in her sweating palms, she carefully closed the leather bound journal, wrapped it with a thick piece of brown cloth, then using both of her thumb prints, locked it inside of a stainless steel case.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
