The Fox and the Berries and the Mushrooms
Marmalade in jars, Preserves of summer's sweet fruit, Recalled on sour breads. It would be disingenuous to suggest that times were always hard for Sunflower. He kept all his fur and he kept his sword arm strong. He had not just unwavering...
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It was a pleasant early Saturday morning. So early that it was, indeed, just One O'clock. It was all mostly quiet, except for the continuous low roar of the modern world outside. It happened to be a warm, dreary summer night, and most...
A Dog Named Travis: Chapter Three
Chapter Three \*\*\*\* \*\*\* \*\*\*\* It wasn't until I left the hospital lobby that I realized how much time must have passed. It was no longer the dead of winter as when I had gone under surgery, instead it was now spring in full swing. I was...
A Dog Named Travis: Chapter One
[I needed some motivation, so I'm posting this for feedback. If you like where this is going, as inferred by the tags, please leave a comment. This was partially inspired by the song "High and Dry" by Radiohead] Chapter One: Hospitalities ...
A Dog Named Travis: Chapter Two
Chapter Two: After a long two weeks of waiting while Doctor Franksten was in Connecticut, apparently working on another patient of this crazy scheme, I was finally in his office. It was still rather cold, and despite my previous boast I was...
Those Grey Steel Nights S1E7: Trouble just for kicks
The first snow had broken and I was looking for a streetwalker I didn't know the real name of. I called the number she left me and the line had been disconnected. All I had were Vincy's photos to describe the woman I was looking for. I drove back into...
Those Grey Steel Nights S1E6: With Love
"What happened to your finger?" My drinking buddy asked. She was a collie, about forty five. Her brown hair shone a sort of hazy gold in the murky lights of the industrial-styled bar. The laughter all around us and behind us made it hard to hear. There...
Those Grey Steel Nights S1E10: Halfway to Port Smith
It got on the news. The explosion, the raid, everything. Thanks to Verne, they had no footage to show, and the private security company that had been running the show couldn't offer a definite description of any of us. Miss Songdog, Verne and I managed...
Those Grey Steel Nights S1E9: The Yawning Maw
The past was a yawning maw and every waking moment, Miss Songdog was acutely aware of it. Sometimes she sat in her chair for hours, or days, until someone came to disturb her. She sat in a heap, her form held up only by its own rigidity, and stared at...
Those Grey Steel Nights S1E8: Kill for Me
The snow that settled on the ground was beaten into a dirty grey slush by pedestrian and vehicle traffic. It was a clear, cold night. A poster on the wall of the just-awakening nightclub read 'The Synthetic Songdog sings here, Nov 14 20XX'. The news...
Those Grey Steel Nights S1E11: Decapitation
I woke up in the shower with cold water running over me and soaking into my fur. I turned the water off and pushed myself up onto my feet, and shook off. I tried to recollect the last night's activities, but all the drinking and drugs had run together...
Those Grey Steel Nights S1E13: We're Far From Where We'll Fall
Vincy sat alone in his office at the front of the abandoned mall. I sat alone in my office at the front of the abandoned mall. My gun was on the desk. Papers were spread out in front of me. I'd shucked off my parka and it was draped over the chair...