Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 6
6 He wasn't lying on the cold, hard ground anymore. No sharp stones or scratchy twigs digging into his back. This was soft and warm. He knew this feeling. It was the peace of sleep that always lingered for a few minutes just before you woke up...
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 5
5 Ander always knew there was a special kind of magic in creating something. It didn't matter whether it was just a little drawing in the dirt or a massive undertaking like building a house. Making something real that wasn't real before, first...
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 4
4 - in my bar!" That voice startled Kiana out of her daydreams and slammed her back to earth with an almost audible thud. She looked around, trying to figure out who had shouted so strongly, and then the door to Othello's banged open to the strangest...
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 9
9 - her hands over her mouth and her eyes wide with shock. "Oh my word, I'd nearly forgotten all about that!" she said. "I'm so sorry, Sarah! I don't know what came over me. That was such a terrible time for me, and to hear you talk like Ander was...
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 8
8 It turns out 'a little something' was actually a whole lot of big somethings. Kiana was sitting at their kitchen table, staring in disbelief as Sarah rummaged around in every cupboard and drawer, pulling out the most random assortment of foods and...
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 50
50 "NOOO!!" Kadai sat bolt upright, gasping for air, his heart thumping madly in his chest. Everything was gone. _Literally_. He was sitting in an endless expanse of white. There was no sky, there was no ground. It was all just white. He didn't even...
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 49
49 "You said you knew what you were doing! Look at him!" "Be quiet! You want every Wolf in the village to hear you?" There were voices, loud and booming. And there were smells. He could smell medicine, herbs, dry blood. And there was pain, lots of...
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 3
3 He wasn't numb enough yet. He could still feel the bartop against his cheek, reeking of rotten grapes. That's all wine really was, when you got down to it. Rotten grape juice. The only reason anybody ever drank the foul stuff was to get drunk, go...
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 2
2 "Again?" Ma turned around, the knife in her hand nothing compared to the daggers flying form her eyes. "Didn't you visit him yesterday?" "And the day before that," Layla added. "And the day before _that_," Fa added still, although he and Layla did...
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 7
7 Kiana couldn't believe she was all wrapped up in this stinky, sticky, mess of a Fox! _Oh gods, eww..._ she moaned in her head, constantly on the verge of vomiting. Seeing as Mateo's developed some... difficulties walking a straight line, she's had...
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 11
11 Ander held the knife in his hands and slowly ran the blade across his thumb. It was sharp. Very sharp. The perfect tool for the job. Only... he never thought the job would be so unpleasant. It's never happened to him before. It was supposed to be...
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 10
10 Out in the middle of the night, walking the streets with a thick winter hood over her head and a lantern dangling from her hand she felt absurdly like a prowler in the moonlight. Even though she's walked this very road hundreds of times during the...