NM #10 ~ Predatory
Niv stood at the counter in a t-shirt and sleep pants, an array of sliced meats, cheeses, and other fixings spread out before him as he assembled a pair of sandwiches. Mela sat quietly in similar dress, legs crossed and elbows on the table, resting...
A Letter to Sapphire
A letter to Sapphire (Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.) Dear Sapphire, Hello. I hope you are doing well. I see you are still shining like you always have. You haven't changed a bit have...
Dick Rocks
"I'm telling you, we were there before." "When?" Inquired Mel, almost belligerently. "I don't know... before." Terry seated himself between the two bickering men, handing each a cup of steaming coffee before sipping gingerly at his own....
Burn
"Go away." "No." What a pain in the ass. I hoped vainly that I'd never see him again, but of course I knew otherwise. I'd only be rid of him when he was dead and buried, and even then... "_Go away_." "Not doing." Good lord, man, I will hurt you....
The Dress
Carlos discovered the dress under a pile of shoes in the back of his grandmother's closet. Long, dark as night, slink, and smooth as silk. It was wrapped in clear plastic that crinkled softly in his hands, and must have been treated well at some point,...
The Hunter
The hunter sits at the bar, sipping from his mug of ale, dressed in dark, worn leathers, hair wet and hanging loosely. All around him the townsfolk laugh and chatter in the warm light as they nurse their own drinks and meals. The hunter's eyes glint...
Court Date
"Don't you think they were too kind?" "Kind?" Bertrand replied incredulously. "You call banishment 'kind'?" "For the crime? Yes." Answered Jerica plainly as they strolled the great hall of the courts, all around them noblemen, soldiers and...
That Special Night in Boston (I Want to Forget You)
The galloping riff of my guitar and the pause in the drums let our vocalist, the skinny but nevertheless vicious malamute vocalist say the line that initiated the last breakdown, the final stretch before the end. Gauging the audience, they could...
Any Day Now
"No..." Breathed Blondie as he knelt by his companion's side, looking down at the man who was all too still. "No, no no, don't do this!" Blistered hands reached out to slap weakly at dying man's face, framed by that raven hair that had grown tangled...
Grocery Run
# Grocery Run The front door creaked open with the tooth-aching grind of rust on rust, causing Horace to flinch. The pudgy Feline squeezed through the gap he’d already made, _just_ wide enough for his soft belly to get through without tearing his suit...
What We Always Dreamed Of
"You're late." "I know." I replied plainly, seating myself across from him at the little, steel-wire table. It was all very cliché; the cafe, the large, bald man in a suit, reclined comfortably, the smoldering cigar between his thick fingers. For a...
Keep it Up
"Good, keep it up." _Shut up._ Kevin was tired of hearing that passive-aggressive bullshit, the manager's way of saying 'you used to suck, now you don't suck, keep not sucking.' Never mind he already worked the press faster than suggested for...