Dirty Laundry. Chapter Thirteen.
A newfound sort of speciesm met them off the ship, coming to the “new world." something that, even hundreds of years later, was still following in their footsteps. something that even crossing the ocean itself… they couldn't escape from, not fully.
Winter's Grasp
Act I - Part I ‘How far did that deer run?” I followed the thinning blood trail and continually disappearing tracks through the deepening snow. “Good thing I double-layered,” I say as my breath is carried away by the blizzard that has...
Lonely Hearts Club: Chapter 5
speciesm was a new low for michael, but not one that really surprised the coyote, at this point. he was used to his sexuality being targeted, by now. he had been caught kissing one of the boys in his history class a few months before.
A Long Way From Home
All i know is corn, meth, and speciesm, in that order." \>you feel... uncomfortable \>what do you say?