Author Archives: The League of the SOS Codex

        They passed through the doors and down a dimly lit corridor with Mani wheels lining each side. Sheridan held out his hand, feeling the raised letters of the mantra of on the cold metal. He knew the six-syllabled mantra of the was meant to transform the body and mind. His headContinue reading “Song of Shambhala: Chapter Eleven”

         Early the next morning the narrow trail opened into a boundless vista of dry grassland and shifting rock. The party came to a stop at the sight of it. Stretched out before them lay a vast emptiness: a bare canvas in shades of parchment bound by distant slate-gray mountains lorded overContinue reading “Song of Shambhala: Chapter Ten”

With the quiet unease of a negotiated peace, the two left the city of Shambhala the same way as they had entered. Diving into the calm lake at the city’s shore, they were shot back out at the river’s edge. The murky blanket of ashen clouds that greeted their arrival mimicked the mountain rooftop thatContinue reading “Song of Shambhala: Chapter Nine”

That night he climbed the rickety stairs leading to the one-room apartment above the store. His feet fell heavy on each step. Dark circles framed stormy eyes. He entered a dim apartment that had never felt like home. The temporary roost, once intended as a stopover on the way back to his old life, hadContinue reading “Song of Shambhala: Chapter Five”

From a quiet country road in upstate New York a black SUV pulled onto an unmarked driveway of crumbling asphalt. Dodging potholes and collapsing shoulders, the lone vehicle followed the pavement beneath a canopy of high-arching trees that cut through a dense forest.The tall woods opened into untended pastures that rose and fell in theContinue reading “Song of Shambhala: Chapter Four”

The next day Evan Grant picked up Sheridan in a black limousine. Slipping into the plush leather seat, the oak aroma of forty-year-old whiskey roused his nostrils. His mouth watered as he watched Evan nose the snifter and take a leisurely sip. Taking note of Evan’s blue sharkskin suit, Sheridan wiped at a stain onContinue reading “Song of Shambhala: Chapter Three”

A young father and son stepped into the shop with wide-eyed anticipation once reserved for theme parks and baseball games. But that was before homelessness and food lines became the national pastime. With the future so bleak, history had suddenly become interesting. Animated with an unquenched imagination, the boy scampered to a cluttered and dustyContinue reading “Song of Shambhala: Chapter Two”

    There’s something about music, a truth to it, something that just can’t be faked. We’ve all seen it before, perhaps in a church service, when you catch a glimpse of the other congregants and you can’t help but notice the disparate faces of the singers. On one hand is the detached mumbler whoContinue reading “Song of Shambhala: Preface”

      Sheridan arrived at the foot of the King’s Tower looking like a soldier returned from battle. Haltingly he had descended the last few stairs, gingerly easing down each step, his flagging strength sustained by the trophy that illuminated his way. On his arrival he found Kunchen looking on with approval. Sheridan fixedContinue reading “Song of Shambhala: Chapter Eight”