I'm Going Home
Keep it under your pillow, And dream of things you always wanted Keep it under your pillow, And remember things you won't forget. Keep a piece of me with you, And hope we'll meet again.
The Going Forth Of Uadjet
Uadjet guarded an empty temple. She stood in the shadowed niche and watched the dust motes dance in the sunlight for enough years to eat the stones away, to pit the bricks and make softer edges of the once-sharp rectangular doorways. Golden light on...
Wherever I go
_Wherever I go_ A cupboard full of memories Items of past long gone Someones glasses are standing there As a monument to what moved on _Wherever I stay_ Remembering to forget While thoughts return, return Items on display, they're taunting...
Wherever I go
_Wherever I go_ A cupboard full of memories Items of past long gone Someones glasses are standing there As a monument to what moved on _Wherever I stay_ Remembering to forget While thoughts return, return Items on display, they're taunting...
Cell Inspection
Cell Inspection Starfox leaned forward while sitting on his bed, surrounded by three walls with a small window into the stary space and an electric fence preventing his escape. He sighed and rubbed his face. "I can't believe I got captured again,"...
SILVER interviews FOX MC CLOUD
\*Silver sits in a turquoise director's chair in a dimly lit room with his legs crossed, twiddling his thumbs\* SILVER: I'm hungry. \*Aniro enters the room\* ANIRO: What are you doing, you derp?! SILVER: Thinking about how I got into this mess. And...
Going Concerns (Chapter 9)
Sinvy had reached the hotel room before they did; as they walked down the hallway toward him, he had his own pocketwatch out. "There you are!" he exclaimed. "You're five minutes late!" "That's it?" Gibson sounded surprised. "We made better time than I...
Going Concerns (Chapter 8)
"I hate funeral homes." Annie trudged behind Gibson up the walk to Barash and Sons Mortuary. In the way of all its kind, the building imposed serenity through artifice. The tastefully understated one-story brick structure _almost_ looked like it could...
Going Concerns (Chapter 7)
"So you're saying _you're_ our original informant." They guided him inside, Annie only letting go of his arm once he'd been guided to the couch and forcibly sat down between them. The Rilima nodded, readjusting his shirt collar and glaring at Annie....
Going Concerns (Chapter 6)
Not having much of a green thumb, Annie had never been to a garden shop, but she imagined them as bright, sunlit spaces full of colorful flowers. Maybe in some room on the inside, the inventively named Charin Street Garden Supply House matched that...
Going Concerns (Chapter 5)
"They did a good job cleaning up." Scava had dropped into a crouch to examine the floor right after entering Annie's apartment, just three steps ahead of her. She managed not to trip over him, but made a point of walking around him with exaggerated...
Going Concerns (Chapter 10)
As the three walked in--Annie and Rowell both soaked, the fox bound and bedraggled--Captain Snow dropped the clipboard she held with a clatter. Annie felt a momentary burst of smugness at making the human genuinely surprised, even though she knew it...