Not Grapes (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The fox stood alone in his kitchen, consoled by the dull rattle of the refrigerator straining to moan back to life. The partially complete sandwich on the counter seemed to mock him, as he again took inventory of the contents. ~ "Tomato.. grilled...
Crafting (Otherwise Untitled)
As the kobold's fingers rocked the noose back and forth her thoughts meandered through the absence of any remaining reasons for delay.
Untitled - Prologue (WIP?)
**_Prologue_** "Where am I?" That was the first thought of the creature lying in the forest, laying about amongst the throngs of branches that lined the thick brush. The air had a biting cold to it, almost like a thousand needles piercing its fur...
Pop (Otherwise Untitled)
~ In the rumbling din of the theater, the squirrel first noticed when her popcorn seemed damp. After a pause in the action, when the characters tumbled into a well lit room to express their feelings and goals to each other, she looked down to find a...
Untitled ( animal crossing unfinished )
It's a quiet Tuesday morning on the island, having only been a few weeks since you've moved in, you go for your usual stroll around, looking to find some rare critters to turn in to the museum. On said stroll, you come across a red chameleon, hanging...
Ping (Otherwise Untitled)
The long forgotten beacon strained to muster another warning pulse from failing power cells, nearby debris anxious to remind passing ships of its presence with no such urgency.
The Priest is Summoned (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The foundry was, as it was most any time of day, a place of heat and learning. The priests who worked here found a place where they could push themselves, the materials, and their faith to the limits. Priest Garmeny carefully navigated the compact...
Penmanship (Otherwise Untitled)
The pilot's handwriting got more harried as the air pressure dropped low enough to start impacting the pen's ability to lay down the words she'd forgotten to say.
Untitled (11/11/11)
The events pass, The past is written, The past is static, Its set so common sense says, But not for you, You rewrite what happens to suit you, You turn devotion to obsession, Love to lust, Joy to sorrow, Pleasure to pain, Just to suit your quest for...
Antecedent 3
/untitled-1.jpg * * * it took raindrop a good hour to get over her tears. luckily, no one had come to the door hoping to use the toilet. she wouldn't have opened the door if they had.
untitled (so far)
\*\*A/N: i really don't know what to call this one. it's actually based off a conversation my pup and i had one night. i'm callng it clean because there isn't really anything descriptive in it. yes, he is a creeper, i love him for it. this is extreamly...
Silence Radio (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The car rumbled along the road with only minimal tumble, the radio crooning out the calming static that can only be found deep in the night far away from home. Between the kobold and dragon half a dozen lines of dialog and question and discussion...