Upon a Midnight Dreary, a Publishing Inquiry

Selador was in the shower. He enjoyed laying lazily in the tub while the hot rivulets of water coursed over him. His red haunches splayed out, tail a strew, Selador relaxed as the steam cleansed him in preparation. He grabbed for the shampoo and spread...

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The Bus Ride.

Caleb was shooting the breeze with his best pals on the way home from school. It was finally Friday and that meant no practice with coach Winehart screaming his head off at him. It also meant it was a night to party, the plans were already being set...

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