Short Some-What Gay Monologue
You're cuddle buddy walks into the room. He's an adorable chubby tiger with a white stomach and black and orange stripes all over his body. "Hey there cutie pie," he says as he wraps his paws around you and hugs you tight. The tiger kisses you on the...
A fox and his lamp. *short story*
**storys from the Dojo: A fox and his lamp.** **Disclaimer:this is a simple transformation into a plant, if you have a issue with me doing a clean story you can not read this!** The Dojo was located in the middle of a mystical forest,...
Who wants to be a dragon?
My first ever short dragon story, written in august 2016, and still my most successful one. it was inspired by the high popularity of tf stories on da (are they popular here too?), which stimulated me to take a new approach on it.
I close my mind
I close my mind but still I weep. I close my hands but still I freeze. I hide my sight but still it burns. I swallow my sorrows but still they rise. I shout my fears but still they haunt me. I close my mind but still I weep.
Black Project Files Chapter 14: Roswell part 2
Black Project Files Chapter 14 Inside Mr. Brazel's ranch barn: once inside the barn chunks of silver metal was shown to Joeseph when uncovered from a brown tarp. Joeseph picked up a chunk of the metal from the pile and put it at a near by...
The Story of the Noble Dragon, Critias
### The Story Of the Noble Dragon, Critias **Long ago, before dragons walked on two legs,** **there lived a noble dragon named Critias.** **He protected those who were innocent and kind, willing away all who wished malice upon them.** **Critias...
Watership Down - The Pet Hlessi (Written 1999)
They were only in the box for a very short time. they felt the box tip sideways and was opened up.
Life by the Page 1
1 Leon sat back in his chair as the ashes fell from his cigarette. He let them fall carelessly as they fell to the floor. He stared at the fire place as was his habit whenever Martha "left him". He was tired of Martha, tired of her pulling on his...
Beating A Live Horse
Flying chunks of turf and track pounded into dust by a legion of hooves and twitching muscled flanks and short little riders who didn't even look twelve years old.
GRATITUDE
'That was soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cool.' Too many o's. And you used cool! i BACKSPACE BACKSPACE BACKSPACE BACKSPACE BACKSPACE. i 'I always love the stuff you make' love? really? why would you say that it's way too...
The Countryside
The countryside anywhere is a wonderful place, even more so in Italy during the autumn. The rolling hillsides, blanketed by trees losing their green leaves in exchange for a pastel palette of reds and yellows. Within the pastel blanket there are bald...
The Cat Who Lived in a Garden
A very short piece that came along after the title popped into my head one day. the cat who lived in a garden by winter once upon a time there was a cat who lived in a garden, down by the shed where the daffodils grew every spring.