White Nights
_For Gabriel Clyde and Seth Drake, who know all too well_ The tall white Borzoi sat at his midnight table outside the café, enjoying the strange and magical sensations of the fragile light all around him. It was and it was not like twilight; it...
Squirrely's Nuts
Tristan black wolf: might just read you a story, if you'd wish. :) gabriel clyde: hmmmm im always up... :p tristan black wolf: \*tries not to notice\* gabriel clyde: hehe yes, a story. tristan black wolf: well then... what shall it be about?
Restless Spirits
_"Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it." -- George Santayana_ _"I've got news for Mr. Santayana: We're doomed to repeat the past no matter what. That's what it is to be alive." -- Kurt Vonnegut_ "Can I help you?" The...
Discharge
_ Signum is a binary._ Zachary Parker despised formality, and minimalism was a close second. He had few options but to cooperate if he wanted to get out of here; despite what he'd been promised, he was being held "just a bit longer," and no one had...
Film at Eleven
"All right, folks, if I could have your attention please..." The compact, uniformed coyote looked around the bare anteroom of the local sheriff's office, almost biting his lip to keep from expressing his delight that the group was so small. It had...
Recon
Three dark-clad canine figures, their features obscured by their masks, worked feverishly in the blackened alleyway. They were assigned Company authorized sobriquets of Tinker, Tailor, and Soldier. Tailor stood at the alley's mouth, his eyes fixed on...
Mini-Story -- You Hear Music in the Background...
This is only a scene, created from a writing warm-up excercise that started with the first sentence as a seed crystal. There's actually very little editing; I just had this idea of some young furs playing something like D&D, with one of them trying his...
Character Vignette -- Rainy Day Fund
What follows is one of my writing warm-up exercises, to write about a rainy day. To describe it, I put myself into a character and decided to find out just who he is. I think he's interesting enough to show up in another somewhere. I'm just not quite...
Story Segment -- Impossible Things
In a smooth place in clean grass, I visualized what I needed. I took off my clothes and set them neatly to one side. The breeze around me was chill; it helped me to cool my emotions. From one pouch, I poured corn meal into a secure circle around...
Dialog -- You Have Stayed Too Long.txt
As I have described in my profile, some of the writing that I put up here comes from writing exercises, drafts, vignettes, and so forth. Following is a dialog, overheard illicitly, quoted here to give some tiny bit of hope to those of us who think that...
Almost ready
The ride to Luke's place seemed to take ages and the silence was pressing down on Revan like an avalanche but was also grateful for it as well for it allowed him to stave off having to speak awhile longer, Come on your stronger than this youv'e been...
I'm here for ya, got that?
Revan was a 6 ft, medium build, black wolf with a white eyebrows that set off his eyes his left being gold that seemed to peirce right through all it looked upon and his right being a deep forest green that seemed endless in its depths.