Baratta.net Stories

I lost my sight when I was 12 and sick with rheumatic fever.  My parents got me Tobias, my seeing-eye dog, 6 months later.  The visions started at the same time. It’s not that I can see exactly, I can sense the presence of “things”.  Normally everything is “black”, but other times I get this photo negative view that melts into view. I know it not true sight because the way the images flare and fade with a ripple inducing nausea. 

Author's Note: I use to play a play-by-mail game called Hyborian War. War Gaming in the Age of Conan. During one of the games I got caught short handed (not enough armies) in defending my homeland. In the game we recieve over-views of battle scenes and combat outcomes. I felt that this one battle needed more depth so I wrote the battle experience from the General's view point.

Command Imperial Army to (M)ove_to (P)rovince ( 204 )

Banaric Thespides looked eastward to the newly glowing sky. The evil Eastern Shemite forces had advanced again under the cover of darkness near to the disputed border. Time is running out, he thought to himself. I plead God's mercy, but are we ready to die today?

The night was young, unlike the observer who sat upon the plateau. He gazed down over the quiet valley community, watching lights slowly traverse dimly lit roads that crisscrossed the sprawling city. The air was dry and cool. As the wind picked up, his long gray hair floated in front of his cracked face and par­tially obscured his vision. He made no effort to remove the obstacle, instead he waited for the circling winds to clear his line of sight.