Interview #2 Vulpis
It starts deep within my groin, like some kind of twitch or tingle. A deep buzz resonates outward from there and that tingle travels up my spine with a slow twitch of every muscle along the way. I've imagined it was some gland buried deep within me...
Interview #1: Lupus
It starts in my throat. There's a desire deep in me that wants to just start howling and when it comes over me, I just can't hold it back. The feeling of power that comes with it just makes me feel so pumped. Like there's something leaping out through...
Nothing Can Come Of Nothing
**Verona, Colorado: Prologue** **Nothing Can Come of Nothing** Jeff didn't want to be here. It wasn't his idea to move to some tiny, backwater logging town to 'get away' from the city. It certainly wasn't his desire to get crammed into a tiny high...
In Fair Verona Where We Lay Our Scene
Nothing in the world speaks to the desperate nature of escape quite like a bus station. This one was everything one could expect for a middle-sized, forgettable town. Cramped and tiny, it held maybe a handful of people at once. Even from the outside,...
Transmutations: Awakening
Eri had always been a tiny town perched on the rough edge of a shattered mountain. No one lived there completely by choice amongst the ramshackle buildings and the thick layers of dirty amber earth that clung like a second skin to everything. There...
Strip it, Strip it Good!
I'll never know quite how he convinced me to do this. My assumption is that it was two-tenths my own willingness, three-tenths his constant insistence that I'd "be good at it" and five-tenths of that twelve year old scotch he plied me with the night...
Mod Todd's Bod
The clearest way to say it is that Todd loved strange things. Strange, being a relative term, can of course cover a variety of interests. Todd, however, consistently had interests well outside of the norm. This explained why he not only had his ears...
Goop 2: Eclectic Boogaloo
Issac blinked himself awake. His throat hurt, his chest hurt and most acutely, his backside felt like it was on fire. Only dimly lit with the trickles of light through the shaded blinds, he squinted and shifted for a moment on the mattress beneath him....
Goop
It had started with a single rock. Ordinary by some standards until someone took the trouble to crack it open. Inside was a perfectly fossilized egg, like no one had ever seen before. The shell with thick and calcified, almost like a chicken egg, and...
Elements of a Dream
The dreams always began the same way; running, as if he were being chased by something. Vague memories of a forest, always misty and cold, that seemed to stretch beyond the horizon. No noise beyond the sounds of cracking branches, splintering wood and...
Why I Don't Go To Frat Parties Anymore
Here's where I state my disclaimer. I'm not a fraternity kind of individual. My education was more about money and getting a degree than actively participating in campus life. It was my choice and I certainly don't fault people for their decisions....
Tazo's Description
Aquamarine eyes, angled forward for better vision, catch your gaze from beneath the two thick, black eyeridges that arch over them. Narrow at the tip, his nostrils flaring almost imperceptibly as air passes through them, his snout widens in a thick...