Chasing the Unicorn - PART 9: TO TOUCH THE SUN
The laughter echoed out unnaturally, ringing among the fallen pillars of a dead world. The darkness swallowed it without note, the void hungry for all — even the bilious warmth of mockery was devoured. The Ogre King's mere presence was an oppression...
Chasing the Unicorn - PART 7: THE ROAD OF BONES
“I'm telling you, this is not going to work," Bart said peering over at the Unicorn. The next day had dawned. The waterfall clearing had woken them both with sunlight, birdsong, and the lapping of water on stone. Bart had never felt so well-rested...
Chasing the Unicorn - PART 8: ANOTHER PLACE
Her long black hair was tied up in a snug coiled braid at the base of her skull, and her own khol-lined eyes were hard. determined.