Under the Influence (part 1)
"Under the Influence" By: LazarusDaDwagon If not the loud bang of the front door, I could tell by the stench. My father was home. I sighed, rolling onto my back, my rather fluffy comforter settling into place on me. I knew more than most that the...
Under the Influence (part 2)
I shuttered, I had seen my father come home with dent scales sure, but it was rare to ever see him bleed. The thick liquid stained the collar of his shirt, his tattered clothes stuck to his burly chest. He huffed, a pillar of smoke billowing from his...
"If only the bus had taken longer"
"If only the bus had taken longer." By: Lazarus~ I feel the freezing bites of snow on my scales as frigid rain hammers my side. _'Just another flurry'_, I scoff, the weatherman could not have been more off. A walk to the bus stop, while normally a...
Another Night At Grandmas (part 1)
A family get together... I even hated the thought. being forced to be social with people I am not related to yet my father insists on calling family. By the power or boners, this evil witch seemed to have beguiled my father into moving in with her. of...