1. Codes of Honour

The Council hall was in an uproar.

Keshin felt himself drooping a little as the shouts echoed around the amphitheatre unabated. Technically, it was his job as the Council Judge to restore order, but he had long since given up trying to control the Councillors. He felt a throbbing, dull pain in his head, coupled with a sort of painful, endless ache in his eyes; he fought the instinct to curl up under his desk and sleep.

Launceston and Darling, IDSO: Chapter 1

The name’s Edward Launceston, and if you asked nearly anyone who knows me, they’d say I’m a guy who works at a bookstore. It’s not exactly the truth, but then again it’s not exactly a lie either. Let me explain: I do work in a bookstore. I shelve books, I sell them, so on and so forth. Every day I come in and greet my boss, whom I usually fetch lunch for around midday. And, when asked, I say I work in a bookstore.

Johnson and Lincoln, PI, Chapter 1

Chapter One

Frederick T. Johnson was in an excited state.
In his hand, he held a mobile phone, slim, light blue and two years out of date. With hands trembling from excitement, he flipped open the screen, filed through the phone’s address book, and picked a certain number. His screen flashed for a split second, before it began to dial. “Come on… Pick up…” Muttered Frederick, his jittery state making him extremely impatient.

An Introduction

Hello, folks.

I’m Haplo, the creator of this blog. I created this primarily as a place to write and store my attempts at creating fiction stories. Any feedback would be appreciated. Thanks!