The Academy - Remembrance
Wednesday brought clear skies and the warm dry air that came at the end of summer. it felt good to be outside, the first time in over a week.
Survivor
In this world, there are events unfolding that will change many people. But the reality of this world is not all grim. For within a small shelter, the love of the world can be seen. A love, few know or learn of but one that we all should take heed of....
The Dragon's Garden
In the end, he managed to gather enough courage to walk in and almost ran towards the ball, picking it up and going back to the gates as fast as he could.
Kairi in a Mad World
Black boots clicked on the pavement, the girl paused for a moment and let out a heavy sigh. "Where are you?" Kairi continued to wonder worlds, trying to find Sora. Everyone else told the dark amber headed girl that it wasn't safe to wonder different...
Everwinter Ch42 & Epilogue: Cycle of Life
A flurry of sensation and emotion trickled through his mind, but in the end, the answer seemed obvious, "yes." a toothy grin grew on the coyote's muzzle, "why?" raymond blinked, "i... he..."
Guardian [Poem]
Why do you stand in the rain, little fox? Your whiskers are wet. Your tail is dripping. Your white fur is ...
The Fairy's Tale (Heat 15 preview)
Humans never tell the story right. To hear them, you would think that the heroes of history were actually fools, and the fools were actually heroes. You would think that simple maidens possessed better magical knowledge than the most learned witch....
The White World (Guild anthology preview)
"You're going to die if you keep this up, Estela." The lynx ignored the voice and hunkered down against the snow bank. She had a pair of binoculars pressed tight to her face, which had the benefit of keeping the freezing wind out of her eyes. Even...
The Bark-tenders
They came out only at night. As the first stars came out to prick holes in Mother Night's cloak and let her watch the slumbering world below, the bark-tenders stirred, staggered to their feet, and began their journey. Out they stepped from their tents...
The Sound of Neon
To hear humans talk about it, there's nothing like the colors of neon. Red, purple, orange, yellow, green, blue--every damn color of the rainbow in a tube blazing out a light that can be seen on the darkest, rainiest, foggiest nights the city can...
The Poet Monk
"The umber gush of flame, the silent roar of its passing. I feel no heat. I hear no sound. But I know that death is here, beckoning me closer." "Shut up! Shut up! Shutupshutupshutup, you fucker! I am trying to save your fucking life here." Viola...
Black Dogs review
Ursula Vernon's _Black Dogs_ are the sort of books that get written after an author read too many hackneyed _Lord of the Rings_knock-offs and vowed to do something constructive rather than beat the cliché-loving writers to death with their own...