Anatomical Anachronisms: Chapter 3: Bowtruckle
_In the future._ _What do you hope to accomplish by recording this, ex-Queen? You think you're going to figure out how to fix all of your mistakes if you just gather enough about me?_ I'm not going to grace that with a response. I'm recording...
Anatomical Anachronisms: Chapter 2: Jars of Hearts
They hadn't come to a decision that night, too caught up in their personal discussion. A few weeks passed, and the flavor of his thoughts about the issued changed. Wing's advice about keeping the lovers concealed had brought to the fore one stray...
Anatomical Anachronisms: Chapter 1: Time Tinkering
The chimera king sat in his study, shuffling papers around on his desk. He wasn't organizing them. He was moving them around for the sake of the rustle and the distraction. He was nervous. He and his friend had been up all night many times, pouring...
Anatomical Anachronisms: Prologue: Firewood Carving
**Prologue: FireWood Carving** _"Fire is my element_ _Wood my second_ _I bring to my mind a picture_ _And my hands ready for the click sure__"_ The spell was uttered by a voice like distant, soft thunder. The chimera king towered at nearly seven...
Anatomical Anachronisms: Chapter 4: Hands
_Anachronistic Arachnid Number 84 Log_ _Although we have all deliberated for a long time, it unfortunately has become necessary for Gorthorn to take on his souls. We can't survive out here otherwise. The fighting has escalated, and we are hard-pressed...
Anatomical Anachronisms: Chapter 5: Severed Resonance
She was giving a concert today. Wing had turned even more closed off than usual as he went about his business. The spider had told him that if he didn't attend his ex-wife's performances, it would further sour his position among his fellow species,...