All in a Day's Work

     Come morning, an exhausted Jon-Tom and his wife were stillsleeping soundly. The sun was just coming up, peaking through the curtains intotheir bedroom. He fought to ignore the light penetrating his eyelids when heremembered her change was...

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Eastfallon Part 11, or Delving into the Depths

  Fromthat point on, Jon-Tom put his attentions toward Kyma. If what Orath said wastrue, about Kyma that is, he needed to go over the details of naiad reproductionin the most academic of ways. If they (Jon-Tom and Orath) remained until theend of their...

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The Wrong Place at the Wrong Time

  The cell wasn't large, but it was roomy enough for an otter. The stonework was sotight there wasn't a crack an ant could get its dick into. The bars were thick wroughtiron, and the lock was fairly intricate; for a prison that is. This town ofHobarrow...

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His Lordship's First Day

  The newly paired humans spent the rest of the day in bed as well as the sum totalof the nighttime hours. When Jon-Tom awoke the next morning he ached from headto toe. He was particularly sore somewhere in the middle. It was the first timein a long...

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The Return of Red

  The time came when Eve knew Jon-Tom needed something mundane to do. He had spent alifetime with Orath, and he had an equally longer lifetime to spend as theking-under-the-sea. But each of those had been or would be adventures. While hecomplained...

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Robbin Red, Intro

I won't say much about these stories. If you follow what I write, then you'll recognise the secondary main character. I am a firm believer in No Child Left Behind. The basis for this collection was riding around in my head for a while, and was openly...

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Bottled up Emotions

  Hello again. It's me, BeyazRuzgar. You remember; I was once St George's horse. Yes, I know. I'm not ahorse anymore. I though we had gotten past that. I have been many things since landing on this planet. Ichose to discuss one of my forms that most of...

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Trouble at Roger's House.

                Life is funny. Someone told me that once. Being in high school at the time, I sort of shrugged it off as the rant of a discontented twenty something. I came to realize that he was making a general statement about life in general,...

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Perchance to Dream

Jonathon was enjoying his romp with the lovely Flora. Somewhere in his mind he was thinking of how life was going to - or was it - how it had been? It was hard to distinguish between what was a dream and what was real. His calculus test tomorrow was...

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The Stuff of Legends and Fables

  As she lay on her death bed, withJon-Tom beside her, looking equally pale and drawn, Orath bid her children onelast goodbye. There would have been greater sadness, except that Jon-Tomexplained that her body alone was dying, not their mother's spirit....

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Taking Back the Eastfallon Stretches, Part 9

     His return to Eastfallon was heralded with a full blown honor guard. He wasembarrassed by the attention, and did his best to push forward those who hadserved under him, and whose lives had really been at risk, into the limelight.It was nice to be...

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Parting is Never Sweet

It was a whole week before they returned. Rose was mildly concerned right up to the point they entered her chambers. One look at the way they were walking said everything she needed to know. She gave them hugs; mostly to finish dispelling any bit of...

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