Story Sketch: Less Than Three
Dinner with Marcus had been more than enjoyable, just as it had been the last two times we'd met up. He'd been a perfect gentleman, following all those same rules every other guy I've ever been with seems to know and stick to doggedly, as if everyone...
Do No Harm
The ship reeked of burned flesh and rotting viscera from the moment Jason stepped through the airlock, and the rebreather mask fastened firmly over the raccoon's muzzle did little to stifle the stench. It was dark. The normal lights had stopped...
What Needs to be Said
"I want to grow old with you," the letter started. "I mean, I know that sounds strange to hear, and it's pretty strange to write, and to be completely honest, I never expected to think something like that, let alone ever, _ever_ have the courage to...
Life Review
The building was a square little plot of aged wood and green paint, with a tall, slanted roof of red shingles set atop the second floor, and large curtain-less windows that faced out in all four directions. There was a walkway that lead up to it, made...
Champions
The Wayward Hearthstone was a small inn that was barely worthy of the title. It was nestled in the heart of a forest, where two crossroads met, at the edge of a babbling stream that flow just powerfully enough to turn its small watermill that ground...