Short Tales 3
The red alert had been sounded. Deck three was now evacuated and completely sealed off. In total six crew were now missing and judging by the condition of the late alien crew, they were certainly dead. Captain Russel paced back and forth in his...
Short Tale 2
Simon was unfortunately forced to wait for his present from Rob; the group couldn't just have a party the night before they were scheduled to meet with the captain. Especially when it concerned an alien race, insects, and re-animated corpses. The...
Short Tale
This is Sergeant Lucas Hammil; this will be my last log entry. What can I say? Everyone else is gone. I've only just been able to avoid whatever it is that murdered my comrades by hiding in the ducts that apparently, according to these claw marks, was...
Selective Memory II
A knock came from my front door just as I closed the velvet lined lid on the case my client's sword was resting in. I moved with careful slowness as I ensured the latches were closed and the entire box was presentable, earning another, more forceful...
Selective Memory I
"I need energy..." I sighed as I leaned over my enchantment table. The glowing runes etched into its surface were pulsing dimly in sync with my heartbeat, the long sword lying across the white wood was glowing faintly; _too_faintly. I didn't have the...
Post Holiday Blues VI
_I'm not entirely sure it's long enough, but I've finally gotten around to finishing the Chapter!_ _Work's been a bitch, but at least I've gotten this one out. Hope you...
Search For A Focus IV
_Here we finally are! Chapter Four! _ _Took me quite a while to work at this mainly because I've been on three straight weeks of intensive drill training for our tasking this summer here in Ottawa. Hasn't left much time to sit down, relax, and pump...
Moving Woes
_Deeeefinitely didn't think to have another story ready so soon. Getting plenty of inspiration though, and even if it kept me up five hours past my bed time, I hope you find it worthy!_ _As always, comments and constructive criticisms are always...
Party Woes
The music thudded in my skull in spite of me not even being on the same floor of the house as the stereo. My bed and my pillow offered little protection against the noise of the party downstairs, but I couldn't complain, could I? My black ears kept on...
Knot What He Expected
The grind at work had been terrible; the hours long and the effort daunting in the face of so many customers, but he was finally free. Eric Costus pulled the top loop of his black apron up over his head and let the entire garment hang on his slender...