A Lead Crown "Royal" Contribution: Layover
It was another one of those dreaded Lehsunian summer days with a brooding black horizon flagging an inevitable, several hour long storm. As much as townsfolk and passerbys of Southern Lehsunia dreaded these storms, they actually meant good business for...
Ch2: Born to Be
Going to school always puts me in a depressive mood... I entered a specific public high school at the behest of my parents, one of superior standing within the entire prefecture. Adults would probably scold me for feeling moody that I'm privileged...
A Lead Crown Contribution Exchange: Home?
Tobias quite enjoyed his time studying in the tribal lands. The air was fresher, the grass greener, and best of all his work wasn't confined to books and lectures; he actually got to use his legs. All in all, it was a must needed respite from the...
A Lead Crown Contribution: A Bleak Outlook (part 2 of 2)
Geoffrey lay naked with Inigo in the guest bedroom. It was a white room, white walls, white bed, white ceiling, door... only the hardwood floor and antique dresser broking the color scheme. Yes, it was all white: the color of Geoffrey's fur. It was...
A Lead Crown contribution: War
Nicole Arnswold found herself in a world without color. It was the streets of Newport, she realized, as she staggered down the grey city road. In place of the bright orange sun, a searing white penny lay in its place; instead of the normal brine in the...
A Lead Crown Contribution: Foul Attitude
"If you keep using wide swings like that, Inigo, you're going to get yourself killed," Faula explained as she effortlessly sidestepped Inigo's overextended horizontal strike. Today was knife training, Faula's favorite, and Alarice was kind enough to...
Ch4: Ourselves
After returning home from my job, I encountered Kiyoto-san right as he was about to leave. He was in the clothes he wears just once a week. A flowing white biker gang jacket, embroidered on the back with the characters for 'boss'. Jun: "You're...
Overlook (part 1 of 2)
"How did you find me?" It was Nicole. Somehow she tracked him down to his personal retreat: a cove off the eastern Newport shore, quite a ways away from the nearest dock. This was his favorite location whenever he needed to think or find himself, and...
JTB ch6: Blue Bird
Good morning, it's me, Jun. So starting today... we've got... oh. A school field trip. Only... "WOOT WOOT! O-KI-NA-WA!" The bus ride to the airport is complete chaos. Just put a sock in it, what are you guys, feral animals? It might...
A Lead Crown Contribution: The Way I See It
Inigo hated formal wear. What was the sense in wearing uncomfortably stiff shirts with far too many frills and buttons? To convey status? Surely there were more practical ways to do so. The black wingless bat was dressing awkwardly in front of the...
A Lead Crown Contribution: The Evil is Real
"Hellen Astor, is it... well, it's certainly an orphan's name," the tan, slanted-eyed human woman spoke in a tepid drawl, her eyes gazing at Nicole like a snake, ready to strike at any moment. Not quite sure whether the comment should elicit a...
A Lead Crown Contribution: Inigo's Journal
She called me Ma'heed. ...The name of my father ...Son of a bitch. You know, it's funny, Geoffrey always told me I should keep a journal to keep my writing and spelling strong, though it took until after he died for me to finally listen. It's not...