The Dogs: Not Exactly Night I
**I**. _My Own Private Hillsborough_ Twilight – the night before everything changed. Once again, Andrew...
The Dogs: Born For Adversity
_Mais tu ne dois pas l'oublier. Tu deviens responsable pour toujours de ce que tu as apprivoisé._ \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ Antoine de Saint Exupéry, _Le Petit Prince_ The Eckerd College campus, with its vaguely Brutalist attempt to conjure up Floridian...
The Dogs: Not Exactly Night II
**II**. _Sunshine State of Bargaining_ The morning after, Andrew awoke, as he often did, to the sensation of warm, smooth skin pressed his against his mouth. As he opened his...
The Dogs: Maketh the Day Dark
**August 7th, 2013, Lynch Mountain, Tempest, West Virginia** _One writes of scars healed, a loose parallel to the pathology of the skin, but there is no such thing in the life of an individual. There are open wounds, shrunk sometimes to the size of...
The Decaying Mall
#10 of what a horrible night to have a curse a lifetime ago, before i was aux chiens, i was "royal-sovereign," and while i was royal-sovereign i used to also be, contemporaneously, "royalshitbrick," under which name i edited a lot of encyclopaedia dramatica
The Dogs: Not Exactly Night III
**III**. _City To City Again_ The next day, Thursday, Cody and Andrew waited for Bligh on the balcony of their apartment, seated in the two plastic patio chairs they had bought...
The Dogs: Thy Foot Shall Not Stumble
**22d July 2009, somewhere outside Charlotte, North Carolina** _The woman is so hard upon the woman._ \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ Alfred, Lord Tennyson, _The Princess_ Betsy Barnes sipped her ginger ale, carefully, the vibration of the airplane making...
The Forest of the Noonday Sun
This is a collab w/ aux chiens. you can tell it's a collab because there's geographical detail. you can tell it's a collab with aux-chiens because all the geographical detail is about the appalachians.
The Dogs: Falleth Into the Fire I
_So spake the Fiend, and with necessity,_ _The tyrant's plea, excused his devilish deeds._ \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ John Milton, _Paradise Lost_, Book IV _Pretty-pretty!...
The Dogs: Not Exactly Night VIII
**VIII**. _Orakians and Layans_ The grass beneath him was coated in a fine silver of frost on that December morning, the breath that escaped from his mouth made him look like a...
The Dogs: Ask Now the Beasts
**December 11th, 2007, Dog's Run, Tempest, West Virginia** _Are not these woods_ _More free from peril than the envious court?_ \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ William Shakespeare, _As You Like It_, Act II, Scene i The first time Bligh realized that he was...