Diogenes Takes to the Air (part 1)
"Anything? That opens up a lot of possibilities Diogenes." "You bet it does. All my life I've lived within the confines of the rules society threw at me. Now it's up to me to make the rules. Why wouldn't I be open...
Cooling the Desert’s Desire
The blazing sun hung high over the Artangi Oasis. It was always hot in the savannah, except at night when the temperatures tended to plummet to the point of raising goosebumps on uncovered flesh. There was no better place to be during...
The Desert Flower
The eddies of dust drifted away in the hot wind as the last few shovelfuls of desert soil were sifted over the recently excavated hole. An assassin by the nickname of Vibora was putting forth a little extra effort to fulfill the terms of his contract,...
The Confession
As a bartender, I tend to hear all kinds of stories, most of which I wish I could forget. There is something about the lubricating quality of alcohol that seems to loosen everyone's tongue and lend freedom to their souls. So, seeing as I'm a captive...
Artistic License
Mrs. Wigglesworth hardly considered herself a snoop, but when she happened upon her daughter's diary hidden under her mattress, she had to have a mental argument with herself over whether or not the contents should remain private, or if she, as a...
Indian Summer
I know a lot of people consider themselves to be natives of this country, and I for one will never argue against it. It doesn't matter in the long run. Knowing where you came from is great, but knowing where you're going is a far...
Down the Rabbit Hole
As I reluctantly left slumber-land to be roused to a darkened room, I could feel fingers running up and down the fur on my back, just skimming over my spine. I knew what it meant and was both tempted and yet displeased with this unprovoked action. I...
The Nocturnal Assignations of a Godly Man
Monsignor Delmonte was plagued by terrifying dreams. Wine didn't help alleviate their occurrence, nor did the copious amounts of cognac he imbibed. At the worst of these times he would walk through the cathedral to the stone staircase that wound its...
A Few Words on Love.
I hear folks talk about demons. Not those pesky things with wings and horns that are as far removed from reality as the people who believe in them. No, I'm talking psychologically. Having demons is something I think everyone lives with in one form or...
Farm Fresh Fox
Yes, there was more to the camping trip, but don't you think I should leave a little of it to the imagination? After all, it wasn't like we were purposely going out of our way to advertise what we were doing. I will, if...
A Night of Discussion
Two hours later the pair was still at it. Maggie had been caught in a loop of ever changing forms, from werewolf to feral and then back to her winsome, pre-nubile self. Edward loved it all, knowing that despite all of the hardships and heartbreaks, he...
Wandering Weres
He had no idea where he was going, did Edward Peterson. But he was feeling unusually joyous. They had come through yet another near catastrophe with their skin and limbs intact and they were on their way to who-knew-where looking for a woman who...