Untitled Chapter 12
Okay, I'm going to start putting this in one chapter at a time under the recommendation of QuantumBreed. I tried to get the ball rolling on the whole concept of the story, though in that process I didn't put in nearly as much detail as in the previous...
Sounds of Cooking (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The crisp sound of a freezer opened, the soft whump of the door closing. Subdued rustling of cardboard tearing, then shift of plastic slid across cardboard. Softly mumbled aloud reading of directions. ~ ~ Whuck-click, microwave door opens....
Sinking Offer (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The approaching lakebed had a stillness to it, as Detective Clip flexed her shoulders and back to try and get a hand free of the cuffs that were holding them to her ankles behind her back. As she methodically tested each direction and force available...
Untitled Poem 4
I've given you a piece of me In hope that you could set me free. I've shown you the real me That others rarely see. You think no less or worry About me being furry, And you can make me smile, Even in the darkest mile. You like this wolf for who...
Untitled Poem 3
Some say life is like a roller coaster ride, but I think that they've lied. The only direction is down and your only smile is a frown. But with the right people around The pain tends to die down.
Blood Warranty (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The mashed potatoes were rapidly running out of steam to rise, with what remained in the bowl. The family's dinner mostly dispensed out into their appropriate plates, with Kyle nodding along to the description of his daughter's school day. The gravy...
Garlic Beans (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The fox leaned over from the pantry and towards the apartment's main room, "We've got black, red, turtle, kidney, somehow darker red, and lentil beans. And something called a split pea." ~ After a pause the ferret leaned out of the bathroom, damp...
First Prayers (Otherwise Untitled)
~ With the first duty cycle of her first tour complete, Gloria rummaged through the top drawer in her modest living quarters. The notebook carefully wrapped in a prayer rug was tucked away right where she'd safely stowed it. She knew of the teachings...
Caladar's Manifesto
**untitled journal entry** something new happening. can feel (see?) sparks under and through my fingers. hard to write. a thousand thoughts for every word. kobolds looking at me, even when they're asleep.
Offers Considered (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The poodle ducked into the raucous noise and bustle that was the strip club, patrons shuffling about in the dull symphony of colors of light. His attention swept the room, snagging on the ferret who was stepping up onto the stage wearing what looked...
Curiosity Inquired (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The dining hall was a chattering bustle of lunches being consumed and conversations engaged. Cadet Clip, her forehead and absence of an antler still aching from the day before, neatly declined to even approach the table full of dragons and carried...
Abandoned Project (Otherwise Untitled)
~ Doctor Bane held her tongue during the entire inspection of the soon to be scrapped ship, down the echoing hallways of dust and dim. It was not until, at the bridge, her and the captain started the process of removing the authorization core from the...