This is the Part...With a City Underwater
I had made a mistake. This was all a mistake. I looked in the mirror, seeing the sad attempt I had made to salvage myself staring back at me. My stomach was in knots, and more than anything I just wanted to go back in time and stop myself from doing...
You Know I Do
"Do you love me?" asked the Tiger standing on the threshold with a large box of clothes in his hands. He was wearing a thick jacket, zipped all the way up to protect him from the weather outside. "Of course I do." replied the Rottweiler as he ushered...
This is the Part... Where the Bread Crumbs Lead to Strange Places
The first week was...difficult. I was grounded, though that word was never really used. I was told to come straight home after my class on Friday (I had to stay home on Thursday to let the unpleasantness pass) and to use the weekends to let the threads...
This is the Part... When the Wolf Gets Blown Down Too
Aching pain, like a giant hand gripping my side with three long fingers stretched across my torso. That's what it felt like when I woke up. I tried not to move, hoping that at any moment I would fall back asleep. The pain was not as bad as it had been...
This is the Part... With a Wooden Tower and Less Hair (Part 2)
_Go Limp._ I did, relaxing my body despite every urge to curl up into a tight protective ball. I could hear his screams mixed with mine and felt the unrelenting burning of his hand around my wrist. We fell and fell and fell, thinner branches snapping...
This is the Part... With a Wooden Tower and Less Hair (Part 1)
Everyone has bad dreams right? Recurring ones that leave you shaking night after night? And maybe that's an exaggeration since this would only be the forth time, but still. I went through at least a semi-traumatic experience, and even if the dreams...
Skin: The Bunker
"Alright," began the Lion, "listen up, plebes. It's Halloween. Normally that would mean sending you pledgies out in the woods all night in your underwear, but this year we're bringing back an age old tradition." Hank turned to Ellen, a Coyote. She...
Skin: The Bunker, part two
Terry approached the door slowly. Hank and Ellen had said there were no scares set up, but he knew they could have easily lied about that. At any moment someone could pop out and scare him. Or maybe something was going to be sitting behind it, waiting...