The Foxes Hunt the Hounds
Fuck. That's the first word that escaped my lips that morning. Groggily and sloppily, I rubbed my eyes with the silky smooth surface of my front pads, sitting up with some difficulty. I could hear my roommate in the living room, yelling obscenities at...
The Warmth of Winter: Part 1
There are many types of cold. So many that a single word is stretched to snapping in an attempt to contain the very idea of cold. However, as with many facets of life, cold has multiple layers that are agreed upon but not normally said. There is...
Airport Stories 1
_Disclaimer: If you're not old enough, then why are you here? Get out!_ _I wrote this story while waiting for a plane in the airport. Total working time was approx. five hours. I'm not too happy how it came out, but practice is practice, and I figured...
Neptune
He couldn't help but look across the bar and eye her. He didn't know who she was, but he didn't need to. The look in her eyes told him that she needed somebody. He hoped the somebody could be him. He knew that if he didn't get her out of the bar soon,...