The corpse flower, Rafflesia (PMD:WNA 6)
My throat shrieked. I panted, chest heaving. I looked where I was. Exposed to everyone and everything in the universe. Between my front legs, still curled up into a ball, was Pat. Our eyes met. He closed them and grabbed my right arm. His form...
We won!? We won?! (PMD:WNA 5)
'Run! Move! Fight! Flee!' I heard from somewhere in my subconscious. I didn't know if they were orders for me or my friends but they went unsaid, and unheeded. My heart was pounding, I still don't think I was breathing, my body felt cold. All the...
Former Eaves of Pink Blossoms (PMD:WNA #3)
It did hurt, but it didn't make me pass out. I tried to observe the objects in the haze, to ascertain where we were, but nothing stood out. My sideways vantage point didn't help either. I tried to just trust Boss. His grip around me felt secure. He...
Dust in the Wind. Dust in my Lungs (PMD:WNA #2)
I quickly rose to my feet, "Get behind me!!" I barked at them as the object shot straight at us. Axe acted immediately, scooping up the kid and pulling him close as I laid on my side with my durable armor in the direction of the oncoming object. The...
Credits Roll, Post Game (PMD: WNA #1)
The fizzle of spacetime as we were warped back to town felt cold. Each time we were warped anywhere by Palkia it always felt cold, very unlike the strange light that is granted when we rescued Pokemon with our rescue badges. I supposed that when the...
Ports in the Storm (TTW pt. 5)
Wind peppered his face, seasoning him with soft stings as it pulled against his cheeks. He turned his head left and right, the pull changing vectors, each angle brought new awareness, a new feeling, a new reminder. It felt tender, like two lips pressed...
Turbulent Currents (TTW pt. 4)
'Focus. Complete focus.' That's the mantra that Deacon used to settle into his flow state. He stood poised, primed, predatory upon his starting platform. Nothing but 50 meters of water, two delineators making the boundary of his lane, and a goal....
Breaking Waves (TTW pt. 3)
Ring-a-ding. The noise reawakened a Pavlovian response in the rhino. He, instinctively, turned towards the door to see who came in. No one he knew, just a stranger. Not Deacon. He sighed out as he relaxed, and then mentally chastised himself for being...
Sinking Fast (TTW pt. 2)
Deacon felt like shit. His head had a dull burn caused by lack of sleep. Last night was emotional for him, to say the least. He stared to the heavens and tried to hold his gaze on the texture of the popcorn ceilings. The events of last night were just...
Testing the Waters
Bang! The starting gun sounded and the swimmers who were cocked and ready to jump lurched forward. Swimming, one of the most straight forward athletic contests. No more rules necessary than to be faster than everyone else. A tried and true way of...
All Things, Real and Imaginary (AS "R")
"Hey there, pretty lady. Ain't seen you around these parts before. Ya mind if I join ya?" "Who, me? What would a strong, broad bull such as yourself want with little ol' me?" "I reckon I could think of a thing or two." Vic flicked at...
The Blind Rabbit (a poem)
The Blind Rabbit couldn't see. And It lamented that It would never know anything and everything of the world of light. It cursed Its fate, It cursed Its name, Blind from what It surmised as a cruel joke of fate. As It sat alone in...