The Ritualistic Morning
(BEEEEEEEEEP) (BEEEEEEEEEP) (BEEEEEEEEEP) (BEE) (SLAP)... I got up to a boring ritualistic morning nothing different from all the other 365 days out of the year, or so I thought. I got up and went to the bathroom to tidy up afterwords I put my suit on...
Story of the enslaved
The white gryphon groaned as he woke up slowly as he looked around at his surroundings. He had been captured by a human hunter a few hours ago and thought he was going to be skinned for his expensive fur and feather mixture sold off to the highest...