Mare-do-well
A friend's birthday party was the reason for John's late, drunken night out. He got home late, barely able to keep his feet under him, and managed to go to the bathroom before passing out in bed on top of the covers. The abiding slumber would have...
Starfallen Wishes
“To us,” the pair cheered together while unenthusiastically toasting their beers. Under a cloudless, boundless cosmos the two close friends, Rory and Isobel, tipped back their drinks. Rory polished off her third while lightweight...
Wishes Granted--Zoroark TGTF
“There it is,” Sam said, stopping in his tracks as he pushed a fern out of his way to reveal the destination he'd hiked half the world to reach; “I've found it... I've finally found it! The Fountain of True Wishing!” The twenty-something couldn't...
Heather's Cock and Bull Story
"Has anyone seen Heather?" Laura asked as she exited the barn to her coworkers chatting out front by some hay bales. The two women, Vanessa and Gisela, gave a mutual perplexed shrug. Vanessa, Heather's best...
Gator Hater
I awoke feeling groggy and lethargic in an unfamiliar surroundings. My body is slouched inside what appears to be a cage in a much larger room. A cell no wider than I am and not tall enough for me to stand in. Looking to the right and left, my eyes...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 25
## 10. HIC SVNT HOMINES I felt like a coiled spring when I awoke the next morning; there was a tension – not nervous, but _restless_ – charging my entire frame. Truthfully, I wanted to laze around in bed, or better yet, go back to sleep – I'd sure as...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 21
## 9. Breaking Ground I slept well enough, but I woke up feeling like I'd been hit by a truck. There was a hardly a part of me that _wasn't_ experiencing a dull ache, and it felt like every bone in my body had gotten a visit from the Trash Compactor...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 19
I woke with a start. The light streaming in from the window was all wrong; it must've been nearly 10:00 by the look of it. It was Wednesday, wasn't it? _Shit,_ I must've slept through my— Oh right, I didn't have work today, either; I was out sick...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 18
It was well into the evening when hunger finally forced me out of the blood-trance. Normally, I could go for most of a day on coffee and the occasional light snack, if I remained sedentary and didn't let myself get too worked up;° but I was still...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 17
## 8. Metamorphosis _Thump._ The late-morning sun stabbed little pinpricks of light through the weave of the blanket. I blinked, squinted, and forced my eyes shut. Was it my head that was pounding? My skull still felt funny. _Thump._ It was no...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 12
## 6. Who Goes There? _Nothing._ I shut the fridge. _Damnation._ I'd woken up _ravenously_ hungry, for some reason; it took three bagels and copious quantities of _schmear_ just to stave it off enough for me to get...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 9
"Hi, how're you doing!" the clerk chanted as I entered the hardware store. "Can I help you find anything?" It took me a moment to process - not that this was confusing, but after weeks of barely any social interaction even...