Binary Genetics, Chapter 1
The man wearing flannel pajamas snorted. "Keller, if you had a sense of humor I'd be laughing. Since you don't, you must have cracked up." He carefully placed the manila folder, brown with age, on the table next to the Veldt china coffee cup which he...
Thunder #15- Dreams
_Dear Herdmates, Friends, Readers and others..._ _I apologize for the lengthy time between updates. As always, the other reality where I spend so much time has distracted me from updating these journals. I shall endeavour to make more frequent...
Thunder #17
The rift was strange, and I realized almost immediately that something was very wrong. Instead of being thin and etherial, the rift itself felt almost solid, and I felt as if I was myself a vapor. I knew that Farhain was still with me; I could...
Binary Genetics-Chapter 3
Dan slept quite a bit that night, with Andrea and the other mares standing guard around him and the other foals. Being young, they slept quite a bit more than the adult horses, only waking occasionally for a quick bit of milk then lying down and...
Binary Genetics-Chapter 2
Roosevelt National Park, Frank's Creek Parking Area "Shit. Oh, shit. Oh shit." Ranger Natalie Peters put her Jeep into park as the morning sun just started to peek over the horizon. There were lots of reasons why the minivan would be in the desolate...
Khalid and Spiteful-chapter 2 (Spiteful's story)
Kelsey did exactly what I would have expected her to do. She had Carlos put a halter on Kevin and take him out to the pasture with the other four mares while she put a halter on me and brought me to the crossties. Hooking me up, she then got out...
Binary Genetics - Chapter 1 (Revised Update)
January 5, 2020 0700 Eastern Time White House, Washington, DC. The man wearing flannel pajamas snorted. "Keller, if you had a sense of humor I'd be laughing. Since you don't, you must have cracked up." He carefully placed the manila folder, brown...
Khalid and Spiteful- chapter 1 (Spiteful's story)
The day at the rail museum had gone quite well. Kevin and I had spent hours inspecting at great detail the various locomotives and rolling stock, taking time to dwell on each piece of equipment as only two old men in their 60's might do. Younger...