Sorry I didn't write for a while. I was moving house. Havirk Flamebreath paused in his work, wiping sweat off of his brilliant red scales. Lifting boxes for the biggest crime lord in the harbor of Westwind was hard work, and he was ready to take a break. His mind drifted as he leaned against … Continue reading Predator, Chapter 1: The Sundering of Scales
The Cabin
“Lisa, you must understand. We are so very close to losing this place, an’ we worked so hard to get this all fixed!” The brown haired young woman that knelt at the man’s feet simply crouched further down, racking sobs filling the air. The young man, who was sitting in one of the only comfortable … Continue reading The Cabin
Jackie Robinson
It is the year 2005 and you’re standing on the platform waiting for the President to finish his speech. You look around you at the pillars and old paintings that adorn the Whitehouse. You wonder what Jackie would have thought if he’d been there. Time seemed to have passed so quickly. Who knew that one … Continue reading Jackie Robinson
Inside the Mind, part 5: I’m tired of these monkey fighting robots in this Monday to Friday town!
im not even trying to write a good story. this entire series is to see how long I can write nonsense before I start getting counseling. They came back up out of the pond. Iris was patting a geranium. He straightened up. 'Well? How'd it go?' the eye asked. Elsie avoided his gaze. 'She said … Continue reading Inside the Mind, part 5: I’m tired of these monkey fighting robots in this Monday to Friday town!
The Zwillings Part 3
In which hope is needed more than ever. Dedicated to the firstborn Ingalls, as usual. No such miracle occurred. Instead, the machine slowly powered down, and the screaming followed its example. The dark silhouette of the woman's head dropped to her heaving chest. All around the laboratory, scientists dashed about, and technicians pattered away furiously … Continue reading The Zwillings Part 3
Inside the Mind, part 4: Rotting Hands, Twisted Spines, and oh my word is that what a freaking wasp looks like down here?
long title. apparently it can go on forever. also there's no wasp. yet. As Dylan plunged through the water, a million thoughts ran through his head. This was a bad idea 2. Is she fat? 3. I wonder if she'll be mad at us 4. Well, she will. I would if two strangers jumped into … Continue reading Inside the Mind, part 4: Rotting Hands, Twisted Spines, and oh my word is that what a freaking wasp looks like down here?
Inside the Mind, part 3: Save the puppies!
The P of DFA was chasing them. So far, he had chased them through the belly of an alligator, the Empire State Building, and the lung of a carp, but he hadn't caught them yet. But Elsie felt it was only a matter of time. Then the ground fell out from under them. The P … Continue reading Inside the Mind, part 3: Save the puppies!
Inside the Mind, part 2: Daemons and Fruitcakes
Everything was black. Dylan looked around in the blackness. He could see Elsie. That was it. 'Remember, you are in virtual reality. You can't move or talk. Think about it. Think which way you're going. Think what you're talking. I know it sounds like a cat poster, but it's true.' Poltergeist's voice echoed around them. … Continue reading Inside the Mind, part 2: Daemons and Fruitcakes
The Murder of T. Dusenvolt
Generally, murders occur on dark and stormy nights, with suspicious dinner parties and spiteful butlers. These were unlike your general murders. In fact, there was nothing general about them. My father was an admiral. Ettlegan M. Mitherably: A sad man who smoked a pack a day. Wrote great romance though. Makes you think about the … Continue reading The Murder of T. Dusenvolt
The Zwillings Part 2
Like The Eve Project, these stories will start where the last one left off. I'm going to show you some illustrations when I can. Sorry I didn't have one for pt. 1. For the redhead. "Continue." At this, Dr. Carmichael retired to his station at the side of the circular black room, where many gigantic … Continue reading The Zwillings Part 2
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