Black Sepia - chapter 9
Aziraphale stared at the stack of paperwork in front of him. He was perched on the edge of his couch, with the papers set on an end table he'd pulled around. This was because Crowley was curled around him like a backrest, and he hadn't wanted to move...
Black Sepia - chapter 8
They reeled arm in arm out of the festival, laughing. Aziraphale was stuffed to the gills and had gotten his palm read, among other things. Crowley had only tasted bits of the various food on offer, but even he'd gotten enough to make nearly a full...
Firedragons
It was a hot summer day, the sun shining down from a perfectly cloudless sky, warming the slopes of the mountain below. A brisk wind kept the heat from being oppressive, and the dry air meant it wasn't at all muggy. It was the kind of day that was...
Fire and Ice
When the long spring first began to break the ice on the rivers of the outer world, I was born. I broke open the hard shell of my egg, cracking it as the rivers were cracking. Indeed the first sounds I heard were the breaking of the ice outside the...
The Rainbow Serpent
In an upstairs room a young woman sat. The room was small and somewhat cramped. A modest shelf against one wall was filled with books of all sorts, so many that they were stacked on top and spilled onto the floor beneath as well. A smaller shelf held...
Red Ambrosia
Thanatos felt the tug of a fated soul's thread being cut, and in a flash of the liminal magic that was his alone he left the House of Hades to appear in the mortal world. He found himself in a richly decorated bedroom, where an old man lay perfectly...
Rescue
The road was dusty. Most roads were, when they weren't muddy or snowed over. The horse, tall and heavy and ugly, moved down it at a steady pace. Dust dry, or swampy and wet, or frozen solid, it was all the same to him, his huge feet moved forward...
For Love of Perfection
At the very edge of lands called civilized there lies a tiny town. None have ever bothered to name it. It is simply "the town," the only settlement of humankind for a hundred leagues around. Travelers say that the people who live there are strange...
The Masquerade part 5: Courting (epilogue)
Perique Blend practically galloped across the drawbridge and in through the front gates of Castle Blood. It had been nearly a week since she'd last visited the Clocktower Society, on the night of the vampire's ball. She had very fond memories of that...
The Masquerade part 4: The Vampire's Ball
Fleeting Flame considered his wardrobe thoughtfully. He knew he was a bit unusual in preferring to wear clothing, but tonight, at least, he wouldn't be the only one present doing so. He put a hoof on his usual long black jacket, then shook his head and...
The Masquerade part 3: Hunting
Perique sprinted out of the castle gates, her hooves booming like thunder across the drawbridge for a few long strides before her wings came open and she took to the sky. Flame had said he'd only give her a count of ten from the gates, and she wasn't...
The Masquerade part 2: Serving
Fleeting Flame trotted along the stone corridors with a light, eager step. He had come out tonight assuming that at best he'd find a partner for the usual sort of play, but now he was going to get his absolute favorite fantasy, and with an absolutely...