A Science-Fantasy Novel

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  • Guatemala

    Guatemala

    I recently had the opportunity to travel to Guatemala, a country whose beauty and diversity are surpassed only by the beauty and diversity of the folks who live there. The experience was life changing. I recommend some of the many museums in Guatemala City, like the Museo Popal Vue and the Museo Ixchel del Traje…

  • A View of Kypchally

    A View of Kypchally

    Ink and graphite on paper. 2025

  • Grateful in 2025

    Grateful in 2025

    I sit here in privilege this 2025. Where other years were scarce, 2024 was abundant for me. With the momentum of getting out of tough situation I launched myself to where I am now, still poor by capitalistic standards but on a journey to better mental, emotional, and physical health. I’m incredibly grateful to be…

  • A Small Kindness

    A Small Kindness

    Somewhere along the way, someone showed you a small kindness. They didn’t know it, but they helped you pass an unsurmountable obstacle. Their kindness changed you and made you a different, better human being. Do they wake up in the morning, get their coffee, and realize they’ve made the world a better place?

  • A Shifted Perception

    A Shifted Perception

    I’ve had this image in my mind as a metaphor for life for a couple of decades now, and it recently shifted. As human beings we all hang off the side of this cliff we call life. As we climb the cliff, we sometimes stop in caves to rest. Sometimes we stay in the caves…

  • We Seek Panacea

    We Seek Panacea

    We seek to feed ourselves. We seek something to numb the pain and we seek relief. We seek sanctuary. We seek to be whole. We seek healing and connection. We seek to cure what ails us. We seek Panacea.

  • I Still Remembered

    I Still Remembered

    I still remembered how it felt when the warm blood from my father’s last words spattered on my face. “There are infinite ways the forest can kill you.”

  • Far Away from the Permitted and Well-traveled Paths of the Forest

    Far Away from the Permitted and Well-traveled Paths of the Forest

    Far away from the permitted and well-traveled paths of the forest, hidden in a grove of dark orange fan trees, I stood on a branch that was more familiar to me than any friend. The bark was smooth and worn down from all the times I sat there. I snuck back there often when I could, to…

  • Third Person to First Person

    Third Person to First Person

    I have recently decided to change the point of view of Sotiraz from third person to first person. In my previous drafts, I imagined one of the main characters telling the story to someone in the future. But now I want the reader to get a more personalized perspective. I’m finding it easier to write…

  • Diving into the Sea of Judicium

    Diving into the Sea of Judicium

    Ink and graphite on paper. I gave it a red tint digitally, so it accurately portrayed the red color of the Sotiraz atmosphere.

  • The roar of falling water…

    The roar of falling water…

    The roar of falling water drowned out their footsteps as they descended into the abyss. Some of the sparkling eleron that floated down from the heavens illuminated the circular walls of foamy water that cascaded around them. Their skin glistened from the mist and stray water drops that escaped the falls.

  • Amyn

    Amyn

  • Luca falls into a freechi, a doorway to Penumbra

    Luca falls into a freechi, a doorway to Penumbra

  • Freechi

    Freechi

  • “Spirits do not die.”

     “Spirits do not die. But we can kill the mortal form they occupy and send them home,” Tox said and eyed the canopy. “How does the old saying go? ‘Be wary when spirits fall from the sky?’”