The Shade Cheonicles: The Time Complex: Section 2:Say my name
"we do, and it's quite old, two decades older then you, why do you ask? over." came a brisk voice, likely a navy nco. "how much do you have? over." "we have about thirty large original containers, what about it? over."
Ch2 Memory
What am i supposed to do with him?" koyu thought to himself before walking to the small closet and grabbing a set of clothes he thought would fit the wolf and a towel.
Something Forgotten(Ch. 2)
I know how to do it in ways that aren't fatal. if you were to do the same to a mortal, intentionally or not, it would leave him bedridden for weeks, at best, potentially dead at worst. gloominess aside though, i still insist on you learning magic.
Dark Night: Part 1
Sure he needs to do something but not knowing what he stands in the doorway and stares...
Forget Love
do you perhaps know who i am? do you know what this cutie mark stands for?" i pointed to my flank. "you're an odd case." she glanced at my flank then back to my face. "just by looking at you, i can tell that you're no stallion i should know."
Way Too Far
Tucking the brown shopping bag against my chest, I unlock the door and push it open, my eyes instantly searching for the soft feline shape that is my wife. It's been a long ass day, and all I want is the beer that's in the bag, and my arms around her...
Do As The Mons Do
"i guess when you're a mon, all it takes to get used to things is just...do as the mons do."
Fais Do Do
#1 of fais do do **\*warning\*:** occasional conversation use of the "n-word." if you don't like it, don't read it. this is how people talk.
I did a thing. I wrote a story. World Of Hayot.
I let them do this to me, even though i knew society would never see me the same again. i let them do this to me even though it meant giving up any chance of a normal life i might of had.
A sample scene
'Closer...almost there...just a few more steps to go.' Feint refractions signal their way up a tall lace of smoke lulling in the sunlit gloom. Through a crack in the canopy, a single hungry tongue holds its breath, licking in anticipation. Though no...
Today's The Day
Here within this den of corporate chaos, do your powerful paws beat out a warning drum upon the banister, alerting all that you have found your mark?
Enemies By Day...
"come now daring do." he said, trying to hide his distress. "you may be an author, but that doesn't mean you've stopped treasure hunting." "true, but why do you keep doing it?" she asked.