The Alchemist Feline and the Fae Deal
Over and through the darkened forest trotted along a black furred feline in black dress and steeple hat. Blue fire floating just above her lit the way. She stepped and climbed over roots gnarled and made gigantic by fae magic, her tail swishing from...
A Better Stripper
After coming too close to an unwanted facial at the last club, the last thing she wanted was to be reminded of just how...how crazy things were out here. it wasn't that she wasn't...interested, of course.
And Not A Drop To Drink
The splash guards on this little raft were doing their job, keeping the acid from giving either of us an unwanted facial, but they poked up so high as to make the world nothing more than a dichotomy of bright orange and light blue.