Nen'daa
There were many things that Nathan Medicine Coyote would rather be doing than entertaining tourists with the cheesy dances and songs of his ancestors. He felt that the only reason why he was doing singing and dancing five times a week was for the...
My Words With The End.
**My Words With The End.** * * * I know this is a good bit different then my usual story, but I hope it still gets read at least once or twice with the 'No-Yiff' tag. I broke my golden rule, but yiff really wouldn't be appropriate in a...
Take it Slow...
* * * There's a light, a flash, When you live too fast... You forget all the time That you have... Take it slow, and let it flow, Breathe in deeply through Your nose, For like a river, Your soul shall flow... No matter where...
A moment of rest
It's a warm summer night as you find yourself deep in an ancient forest, surrounded by a mix of giant redwood trees and shorter evergreens. You take the time to look at the ground under you, a soft cover of moss with a few pine cones scattered here and...
"Acclimation" A snow leopard taur TF story
#1 of tf stuff :) a first person story, where you slowly transform into a snow leopard taur on a really cold day :3 apologies if the tf is a bit crude, i've never made taur tf before :) it's 9 am, on a particularly cold saturday morning.
A Glistening Lift
Contains: first person perspective, stranded in the desert, vintage pickup truck, a tale as fare, forgetfulness, tense shift and the transfer of ownership of an intangible.
Jackal; A Twitfic
They were just passing by, as you carried some groceries back home. It had been an ordinary day, up until the moment you saw them. A living pooltoy made in the image of a massive anubian jackal. The huge, feral synthetic strutting along as if nothing...
Chapter IV / The Ruined Holy Grounds
A chill wind howled faintly through the walls of the temple, accompanying their steps. The aged stone bricks surrounding them were coated with fungi, the spores of which shimmered a soft amber in the dim light. Moss hung from the ceiling, glowing green...
In the Service of Mystery (Pt.2)
The following morning dawned in a blaze of colours, the fields beyond the vicarage garden were bathed in dusky pinks and flame red. I padded downstairs, the morning light glowing through the frosted panes in the front door. As I reached the bottom...
Dark Sorrow
The oak tree stood solemnly over the black marble bench that sat at its hooves like a widowed bride...veiled from the world behind her veil of grief and sorrow. The sun was bright, as it always was during the youth of the month of June, and sat warm...
The Surge: An Argon Story
"to anybody in this sector please respond, i repeat any surviving persons aboard the recent destroyed m2 we will send a rescue party in 1 minute get your beacons activated and we will pull you to safety aboard the mammoth."
crimsons lost memories chapter 3
hi everyone please be nice this is my first story so i would like some criticziam but please if some thing needs to be fixed tell me. Its been a day since that night and me and Trixie have gotten closer. I looked at her and she seemed extra happy to...