Brevity
Brevity By: Rufus Quentin Ever-changing reflections of distorted sunlight shone upon the course surface of a mauve stucco wall veiled in tendrils of flowering vine. Scintillating imitations of the water's surface cast in bright white gently...
Helix - Solstice
"You're home early," said Kibs, shedding himself of his thick full length winter coat. A dusting of snow in the process of melting clung to its fibers. "I traded shifts with Michael," the other husky said, or rather sung from another room. The...
Helix - Advent
**Helix** Advent By: Rufus Quintin For: Kibbles~and~bits The husky lifted his muzzle, pulling himself back into consciousness after having slipped into a state somewhere between sleep and awareness. It took his eyes a moment or so to focus on...
Changing the Rules
**Changing the Rules** By: Rufus Quintin For: Vickfox For the first time that semester it hurt to be outside. The post-mid-term-cold-snap left him wishing for his heavy jacket, another thing to call home about. He found himself rubbing his paws for...
Prioritization and its Merits
Prioritization and its Merits By: Rufus Quentin For: SilverRat For the first time in what Rex felt ashamed to calculate how long, he had his arm around a naked girl in his bed. Of course he had given it to her appropriately, going three rounds in...
Gentlemen's Agreement
**Gentlemen's Agreement** By: Rufus Quentin For: SilverRat As Rex lay in bed, awakening from too short and uncomfortable a sleep, he couldn't help but recall that weird short story they made him read in Freshman Seminar. He couldn't remember the...
Plan D
**Plan D** By: Rufus Quentin For: Silverrat The hare watched his sigh materialize in the form of vapor as he trekked up what they called the "Walk of Shame" and understood firsthand what the name really meant. In reality it was nothing more than a...
The Telephone Booth, Part III
The black shape of the Mercedes sped eastwards beneath a colonnade of tall palms and streetlamps along an endless boulevard. The luminosity of urban light along the broad road bisecting the vastness of the city expelled the starless black; replacing...
The Telephone Booth, Part II
I remembered waiting, standing beside the Mercedes in the driveway of Van Claude's home some nights after dark, ready to take my employer off to the airport or some discrete late night engagement. His hillside home faced the L.A. Basin providing a...
The Telephone Booth, Part 1
I watched two moths flutter beneath the amber glow of a street lamp. Stark neon light illuminated their ashen wings as they danced through the conical projection in the humid air of a late august night. The San Diego freeway droned with commuters...
Navigating the Labyrinth: Part III - More or Less
Navigating the Labyrinth Part III - More or Less By: Rufus Quentin For: Vickfox * * * Victor's ears flicked as Miles panted against them, another little irritating, although not entirely unpleasant factor complicating his balancing act....
Navigating the Labyrinth: Part II - In Search of Words
**Navigating the Labyrinth** **Part II - In Search of Words** **By: Rufus Quentin** **For: Vickfox** Victor always had a hard time describing the moments after sex. That is whenever he and Miles didn't have to rush in anticipation of a...