Vengeance and Love: Vengeance, and love... these are two things that all men surely know. Who among you has not felt the chaos of this famed inner struggle? The rise to the Heavens of love, and the concurrent plummet to the Hells of hatred? Yes, I'd wager it safe to say that all present have known at one point or another the confusion, and the agony... for all know the pains of vengeance, and love.

Letters to Lust and Envy: Behold, if you will, a series of letters. The identity of the letterwriter is unimportant. All that we need to know of him is what is evident in his words, as he struggles to hold on to a love he knows is falling away. Slowly, so slowly... he sees the manner in which he is betrayed. There are no harsh words, there are no midnight encounters... there is only the cruel passage of time. As lust cools and love sours, our author finds that he faces the greatest challenge found within this game we call love... he must, as we all have done, write that last letter to the one he held so dear.

Tales from the Jack of Swords: The life of a rock star is never quite as glorious as you would expect... just ask Jack. All of his doubts, all of his fears... they've all been recorded with care, along with every dark vision and secret longing, within the pages of his hidden journal. Let us read with care of all that he loves, and of all that he hates... and of the darkness that seeks to engulf him from somewhere beyond the stage.

Dreams of Madrid: Dream with me for a moment, if you will. Allow yourself to get swept away in otherworldly cares, enjoying the briefest glimpse of a time and place not your own. These are my dreams of a world untouched... these are my dreams of salvation and love. These are my dreams of peace and of war; these are my dreams of Madrid.