Kyyanno's Journey - Chapter 1
“no, no,” the mayor replied, snapping his head back to face the old english sheep dog. “no, it’s not you at all. i’m sorry. it’s those two cubs outside.” “what, those two, fighting by the fountain?
Deer fight
* * * To the foreign observer, the Scandinavian town of Lärkanshem is small and irrelevant. Its entire area fits twice within Manhattan, and its population is only a quarter of the residents of Austin. Not even historians are too interested in this...
Merchant of fate
He was a merchant. A traveling merchant, to be precise. He had been traveling this continent for a long time. He traveled from town to town, selling his wares. He never visited a town for the second time. He wasn't one of those traders who staked out a...
The 7 Days of Fire
Nausicaä of the valley of the Wind is property of Studio Ghibli. This story is in no way or form endorsed by Studio Ghibli. This is a little FanFiction. It is inspired by aforementioned Nausicaä of the valley of the Wind, and depicts what...
The Shepherd
There is an old saying, to never assign the goat as the gardener, since the goat is said to devour absolutely everything in a hurry. Well, he was no goat and he certainly was no gardener either, but he was quite literally a wolf and he had been...
A hot summer's night
The big campfire was burning bright as they sat in the logs surrounding the fire. She was an old native woman. The years had not been kind to her, but that seemed to be the case for most natives. Her face was furrowed all over, but her eyes still shone...
Broken Toys
The Isanagi Corporation is one of the largest corporate conglomerates the planet has ever seen. It has its origins in a small playing card manufacturer and over the decades it has grown to incredible size. Clever management, a flair for the next big...
The Gift, Redux: Anapa, Part 2
She felt a little frustrated when he tried to explain things within his limited scope of english and she could imagine that he was probably just as frustrated, or perhaps even moreso.
The Bounty - Chapter 5: You Shall Perish
Mortiz woke up. The pain inflicted on his face was no longer stinging against his eyes, mouth, and other areas around. It was like the coalescence of his suffering flourished out of his mind and soul, and he was once pure from sin...
Bathroom break
“Tonight the Proletariat will not bend their knee to the Bolsheviks… tonight the people will rise against the oppression of the elites… tonight we party hard and drink even harder. Come to my house and share the true meaning of communism and socialism...
Snowblood
It was a dark moonless night in the forest. It was dark, and yet, provided by the thick layer of snow covering the ground and hanging on the trees, it was not too dark too see. It was a quiet night. The heavy snowfall muffled all sounds and added a...
No Refund
In an era in which a human life is not worth particularly much, in which it can make sense to sell one's own body in order to survive, in such an era the business of slave traders flourishes. Merchants of life, merchants of death, merchants of bodies,...