Reeling In
The lake stretched out before them and silently ebbed with an indistinct tide. The only sound that could be heard was the soft chirping of distant birds and the rush of the wind blowing through the trees. Smirnov held with him a set of fishing gear in...
A Simple Seduction
Tentigo was all alone for once. His simple life on the farm left him little time to himself, but now he had time. It took a lot of work and some begging to get a day off, but now he could finally fully admire himself in the mirror. His warm tan skin...
Winding Down
There was a knock on the door, but Blacksad didn't notice. He was deep in a case file and was _this_ close to solving the case. There was another knock on the door, but still Blacksad didn't notice. The door slowly opened, and Smirnov stepped into the...
Starting Again
The steam in the air had begun to cool, but the warm smell of fresh soup hung in the air. The starch of potato and the fat of fresh fish had been cooked with gentle care. It was made with love, and was thus quickly eaten and savored. Howard could not...
The Long Ride
The cold bit beneath the feathers of the young puffin, his cracked beak aching as it always did during the winter. He stood in an obscure alleyway, one of the throbbing veins of crime in the heart of Los Angeles. He shifted around uncomfortably and...