The Captain
He stands over, leaning by the pillar. His body, bathing within the moonlight. Flesh exposed, though not in a devious gesture. He looks over. His lover still resting under satin sheets. He walks over, his green skin highlighted by candle light. He sits...
West Coast Road
West Coast Road Hunter T.S. Fishing I was so afraid. Alone. At night. By the highway. Couldn't figure why my car decided to stop, but it just wasn't working. Broke down, but how? I remember to change the oil, pump the tires. Probably the battery was...
Bamyalee
I once lived, At the shores of Bamyalee, Where nothing else touches, But the sea. Although filled with clear oceans, And skies of blue, This is not Paradise, That is not true. For you, And for many have not seen, Raglyatheth, Monster...
Hood of A Dog
Hood of the Dog Hunter T.S. Fishery During the early hours of dawn, a man with a trenchcoat walked out of the door to his flat and walked along the snowy sidewalk onto work. His name was Thomas and he worked at the law firm right down by the...
The Cleric of The North
The Adventurer stepped past the throne room where the Hero was and crept into the dining room. While, a bit more robust, that same delicate touch of luxury still loomed through the room. Sigils, shields, and tapestries, forged in gold. The table...
Cold Hands
I can't breathe, The grip of the fucker, With massive hands, Squeeze my neck from the spine as push back. It's a shitty move on my part, Shouldn't have done a deal with a guy shady as this, But turning blue was not on my schedule. As his...
Young
Friends tell me I look young, act young, talk young. Except they don't say that. "You're like the baby of the group." "How's the pup doin'?" "You're such a cub." So on. I don't really mind. Didn't should actually be the word. Until that...
Parking Light
It was probably around 10 to midnight from when he called back. Of course, I was scared as all hell. I mean, sure, not a whole lot of people show up around this time on a Wednesday. Except for those who matter: My classmates. Fucking vampires. So...
Hotel Shatel Client Report: Mr. Galhi
Victor's hooves clopped through the hallway, those tree trunk legs that matched with his fit body. His smile grew wider as he neared the room, his bottomless goods wobbling with each step. A bell boy's uniform, complete with a hat covered his top half....
Hotel Shatel After Hours: Thomas
The elephant in the room, stretched his back, hearing some of the cartilage from the spine pop and crack. He could've rested longer, since this was his day off from the hotel. But there wasn't any need to go back. After all, he spent the entire night,...