Saul emerged from the shadows, a stone faced man graying at the temples, he was imposing to say the least. His cold deadened eyes stared blankly at the screen from over Reese's considerably smaller shoulders. "It's real and you know it. The source was reliable. That..." Saul sneered, and jabbed his thick finger into the computer screen, causing it to flicker in protest." ... is a shade."
Reese's eye narrowed on the picture, a lone man walking down a quiet city street in the dark. Any normal person would never give the poor quality photo a second glance, but Reese had long since abandoned the moniker of normal.
Elixirs of Life is a series of short stories following a group of people that deal with things most people have only ever heard of in stories. The myths of old are real though perhaps not in the way most would have imagined. It follows several different perspectives and several different key events that are somehow all intertwined.
There is no set posting schedule. I hope to keep a fairly steady stream of stories and chapters coming out from this and my several other story worlds that can be found at http://deafmute51.wix.com/storycorner. Feel free to leave comments, criticisms or shout outs on any page. Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy it.
