Pages From a Dog's Diary
**Pages From a Dog's Diary #1** I have often wondered, what was behind the green gate. It looked as if it was never opened; old and dusty, on rusty hinges and with thick layers of green paint flaking off. But today, someone had left that gate...
A simple story III : Part I
Fred's way Opening the car's police door, Ken rubbed nervously his new wedding ring at his finger to get lucky. While he was scooting to the house, the sights coming from the nearby houses, making sure not to fall on a trap. He noticed how much his...
Ailee and Jolee [<1k words]
Ailee rolled over, her short little nose sticking out from underneath her onto the couch. The Corgi was fairly bored today, staring out the window and looking as the clouds passed by. A chilly day, but not too bad for a weekend. Of course, being a...
Welcome to Quarantine
The apartment was dark. It was day, but all the curtains were pulled. The common room laid desolate. Abandoned snack wrappers and take out containers scattered the floor. The television was muted, the same news channel had been on for the last 72...
Garlic Beans (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The fox leaned over from the pantry and towards the apartment's main room, "We've got black, red, turtle, kidney, somehow darker red, and lentil beans. And something called a split pea." ~ After a pause the ferret leaned out of the bathroom, damp...
Meals and Plans (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The laundromat was a soft rumble of clanking machines and muffled tumbles of clothes as Jake regarded the length of vending machine dubliously. The dragon glanced over to Randy, smiling at how comfortable the kobold seemed to be sitting in the corner...
Care Package (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The rabbit nibbled gingerly at the microwaved potato, giving the core of it time to steam out its heat. With her other hand, she regarded the careful script of her mother laid out on the page with an ink somewhat faded by the weeks the package had...
Ch2
Marcus pulled his oversized Range Rover (his sweet sixteenth birthday present, and he was adamant about it because he "needed the head room") up the driveway and into the four car garage. For once, getting home from school early wasn't much cause for...
NOC Ch4: Down time
Brian Thomas Jr absolutely loved Wednesdays. It wasn't that he disliked his jobs. If anything he felt pretty damn blessed to be able to earn a living doing the kind of work that he actually had a passion for. That all by itself put him well ahead of...
Move-meant...
Move-meant... Among the strangers yet to be friends Faces look about, searching for similarity as each song ends Sudden a sight, eyes lock & see deeply into lives that can be Eyes wide shut, I envision what's truly best for me Still in the moment,...
The Inescapable Us - Chapter 2.5
Dew failed to stifle a belch as he slumped in his chair. Next to him, Den was snorting derisively, but Nogard had a hint of a chuckle on his lips. "You fucking devoured that," Den shook his head in disbelief. "Language, young man," Nogard sighed as...
Weary Wolf
Jack was tired. Not just at that particular moment, not for any one specific cause. It was perpetual. Constant. There was never enough time. Not enough time to do the housecleaning he wanted to do, not enough time to engage in hobbies or projects, and...