Fog of war. Chapter Five.
Fog of war chapter five by roofles the ursa party stopped at the edge of a died forest. black trees stuck up out of the ground every couple of feet from each other, looking more like corpses.
Fog of War. Chapter Four.
Fog of war chapter four by roofles only within the camp a couple of days, duran had figured out its layout. mentally making notes of the whole place he was being held at. if need be, duran could draw a map of everything. or even a crude layout.
Fog of War. Chapter Three.
Fog of war chapter 3 by roofles duran stood shivering in arn's tent as the wolf pulled the rugs off the ground and rolled a wooden bowl into the middle of the room.
Fog of War. Chapter Two.
Fog of war chapter two by roofles "wake up." arn yawned loudly as he stirred from his sleep. he was up, so duran needed to be as well. "morning, already?" duran groggily sat up at that. holding the side of his head. his neck felt so stiff.
Fog of War. Chapter One.
Fog of war chapter one by roofles the polecat ran into the back of the cave, his hands stretched out in front of him - the only thing stopping him from running right into the wall. "a dead end!"
Outsiders. Chpt 5. Finale.
Chapter 5 by roofles as the night grew on more and more of the town seemed to light up, as if it was only now beginning to wake up for the festival at hand and the hour of the wolf was on them; this was something jayden pointed out to his friend walking
Catnundrum. Chapter Twelve.
Catnundrum chapter twelve by roofles simon wasn't sure how long he had been out for. as a cat he normally, easily slept half the day away without a care in the world.
The Simple Things. Chapter Nineteen.
#19 of the simple things the simple things chapter nineteen by roofles "that was ridiculous!" i found myself saying as, yet again, we had been refused service.
The Simple Things. Chapter Eighteen.
#18 of the simple things the simple things chapter eighteen by roofles it was good to be out, to be free and alone once more. or so i thought as i drove down the road, leaning partially out the window and feeling the breeze on my face.
The Simple Things. Chapter Seventeen.
#17 of the simple things the simple things chapter seventeen by roofles "what ya' doin', hun?" richard asked as he lazed on top of me.
The Simple Things. Chapter Sixteen.
#16 of the simple things the simple things chapter sixteen by roofles "you looove me," richard teased. "you waaaant me." he nosed. "you neeeeed me."
The Simple Things. Chapter Twelve.
#12 of the simple things the simple things chapter twelve by roofles the sun was already beginning to set as we drove down the side road.