Joaquine: Short Stories and Poems

Chapter 4                  “Chained we stood at the edge of the world for we once were like gods. Over the edge we were thrown into the darkness. Hades welcomed us with its cold embrace. Into the darkness we emerged anew.” –Memories of a Fallen.                 Captain Rodrigo Robles stood straight before the Great Commander Buendia. With his fist to his chest and his chin up. The Imperial salute. The Commander returned the salute and the Captain smiled. The city burned behind them as more Fallen continued to pour out of the sewers but there was still time for formalities. “We have lost most of the Pink district, Sir.” The Captain said.                 The Church bells continued to sound around the city and the whole city was awake by now. “I know,” The ...

Captain Rodrigo Robles Chapter 2 “The Capital a city that never sleeps. A city where I left my soul. The city where I met my now forgotten love. For it was said that one always left their hearts there. It was true enough. Here I lament those artificial lights and the buzzing of drunks in the corners crying their pains away a midst the summer rains. High born and commoner cried the night away. For the pains of the Empire never feel stronger than in its Capital. Oh, Norashe City how I miss thee. With your beautiful white bridges and bright lights.”                 -Laments of the Stone Prisoner                  Captain Rodrigo Robles sat in the big red chair facing the bright fire from the fireplace. A golden cup full of delicious honey wine between his fingers. And she with her head on his lap. Not Clarissa his worried wif...