Bittersweet (WIP)
The forbidding winter wind tore at the vigor of whoever was trapped in its breadth, chilling them to the bone and leaving them but a shell of who they were. Anyone enthralled in the wind and snow was faced with the challenge of getting out or getting...
Very angry, this one... [WIP]
A buff wolf exhales a puff of smoke as he drags his feet across the sand of the golden beach. He looks down at the now stub of a cigarette, and tosses it on the ground. He now leaves this story, because this is not a story about him, but about the...