Window Shopping
# Window Shopping By Zatarra L. Vulpe Alex felt his eyes drooping. His mind was flowing, felt awake, almost lifted above his actual head, but his body felt so listless. He scanned the little ridges of the subway car's rubber matting with some company...
What's Precious
What's Precious By Zatarra L. Vulpe "You know what's beautiful about blood?" The ram shivers in his shackles. I have the knife on his throat again. I can feel my muzzle twisting at the corners into a manic smile while my eyelids drop, utter...
Mischeif Maker's Mask
Mischief Maker's Mask By Zatarra L. Vulpe _ _ _Come to me._ Itazuramono was calling again. He could feel her tugging at his belly. He had to reach down to feel if she'd actually managed to grab hold of it somehow. Her claws were blunt, but they...
The Old Ways
The Old Ways By Zatarra L. Vulpe The trailer wasn't particularly large. There was an off brown carpeted floor, kept clean if a little ratty. The counters were plain white with fake wood inserts, a fridge jammed next to a stove and a sink. The dining...
Knight Adrift
Knight Adrift By Zatarra L. Vulpe Squad Primus was in low orbit when the comms notice came. The men of the first company space knights would nearly hit the ground by the time sergeant Thalos would finish reading it. The company ship, _the...
Chinatown
Chinatown By Zatarra L. Vulpe Jane held her hands softly in her lap whilst she glanced out of the side window of the subway. She was greeted by her ever silent and eternal twin; wide, watery blue eyes standing out in a frame of white fur and blonde...
Closing Shift
**Closing Shift** By Zatarra L. Vulpe Jamie washed his hands again. He stood staring at the mirror and gave another little sigh. He shook them off and simply wiped them against his denims. When he left the restroom he strolled back to his post near...
It's The Thought That Counts
# It's the Thought That Counts By Zatarra L. Vulpe He drew the strings of his hoodie a little tighter, smiling as he arranged the fist-sized censer and bowl together. The lights were dimmed, his outline and shadow mixing. In a soft flick the fire was...
Matched Set
Matched Set by Zatie Luna Vulpe The locker door wasn't quite shut today. That was rarely a good sign. Emily kind of scratched behind her ears as she tried to picture her morning, whatever might have led to this. All she could picture was her...
Day Dreams
Day Dreams By Zatarra L. Vulpe 'The Incident' it was called. One fine day an entire US city is off the map, as though misplaced. The internet was abuzz, of course, but only with strange messages about weird things: biomechanical-fusion,...
Living the Dream
Living the Dream By Zatarra L. Vulpe It looked like the ceiling, but it wasn't. It was moving too much, twisting and warping, too high and growing higher. He could hear her laughing. _This dream again._ A moment and she was there, twisting out...