Framed
"october 12 they made me do it again, they made me watch as they murdered another. they told me that it was all my fault, that i was responsible to the bloody mess by my feet. i told them i was sorry, but they said it was too late.
Werewolf Tale II - Chapter 23 - The Right Choice?
Saturday, october 29th, 2011 moon phase - waxing crescent _i'm not depending on them. i've already hunted twice, and they offered._ alex told himself as the afternoon approached the next day.
Chapter 1 – The Invasion of Amber
october 20, 2557 11 days after invasion... 2300 hours â "damn it's cold."
City of Haze
Originally posted in october 2020 city of haze
Season of the Pumpkin: A Drabble of Terror
Just a little drabble that i whipped up to get in the "spooky scary" spirit of october. never trust old friendly farmers, people. that's horror 101. farmer maine was an old cougar that took great pride in his pumpkin patch.
Parting The Pack: Prologue (SFW)
Stephan tore the october page from the calendar with the same ease as shredding cindy's clothes, and observed the autumn backdrop accompanying the november page.
Junior Year: The Trial
I was picking up sophie from school one afternoon in late october and i felt really good about the day. haley had finally started to act more like herself, jake seemed to be in better spirits, and all was seemingly right in the world.
Teaser- "Perfect Lives"
I wasted all my clemency points already, and it was only october. at least the note reminded me to pick them up. toss them in the hamper, they immediately fall on the floor instead. forgot to do laundry today. again. try to pick them up.
Fat Bear Week: Night of the Living Starches
#3 of tales of psion rated all ages characters and setting (c) psion 2023 something i wrote for fat bear week, a little holiday on fa from october 4th to october 10th that people are trying to get started.
Another Anniversary
#2 of poetry, both old and new today is the day i met my departed fiancé, chucky, who died of a heroin overdose on october 16, 2013. so tonight is for drinking, tonight is for thinking, and remembering how we lived and loved.
The Pale Gardener (Poem)
My brain is fried, but i'm happy to have finally written my first piece for october. more to come soon (as long as it's not another sonnet, i might die). enjoy!
Sentinel
(end of october 2010) i have yet to hear back that she is ok, but i will continue to hope for the best. as always, comments, suggestions and questions encouraged and appreciated.