Will You Serve
The drive back to my house -- I still couldn't quite call it "home," for so many reasons -- was calming, thoughtful... thought-full. I didn't feel burdened or depressed in any way. I wasn't even whelmed (Darkstar assured me that it really was a word)....
Right of Passage
Elliot tried to finish his soda slowly, but it was difficult with all the sounds of pounding bass rhythms next door almost strong enough to feel through the floor. The diner was reasonably well soundproofed; if it weren't, chances were good that they'd...
Refills
I had not been to the coffeehouse in six years. It was somehow both familiar and unknown to me, which is not a feeling all that uncommon to anyone who's been away from a place for a while. The décor was much the same as I remembered. The business had...
SY 05 - Daddy's boy
"i'm tristan black wolf, but you can call me tristan." he took a half step toward the obviously confused raccoon and smiled encouragingly. "it's changed a bit in here.
One of a kind: chapter 7
In the meantime, i'll be absolutely free, and hopefully, desperately hopefully, get more chapters on the way. many thanks to my dearest wuffie, tristan black wolf, for editing this. it was disastrous before, and not so now ^^.
The Fall: Prologue
Thanks to tristan black wolf for editing, for support and for believing in this horse. =========================== one colt, one bear, both lost, with troubles and fears and well as hopes.
SY 06 -The Play is the Thing.
His name is tristan black wolf, and he's really rather nice. the office is all beige and has plants and comfortable chairs and stuff now." he winced as she hit him in the shoulder. "hey!
Welcome to the City
Writing inspirations include gruffy tristan black wolf and pietus i hope you all enjoy! the heavenly bodies slowly dance around the sun in an elegant fashion as the earth hustles and bustles about with its mass of humans working away.