Ghost of a Rose ~ Chapter 5
Markus had spent relatively little time in the library throughout his time inhabiting the manor. He knew where it was, and passed through it whenever it afforded an optimal path to where he wanted to go: it stood in the midst of the back wing of the...
Ghost of a Rose ~ Chapter 13
From the upper balcony outside the domestic wing, the sounds of the few early cicadas in the trees hovered up like sweet smoke from a roasting fire, dancing and swirling around, tickling at the senses. The twin moons had come to full across these past...
Ghost of a Rose ~ Chapter 12
Markus moved to dive to the side, footpaws quick and light atop the cushioned mat, bare toepads easily leading his momentum and finding the traction to make such a move. He ducked his head and bent at the midsection, then took a step back, another...
Borrowed Space, Part 1 [Patreon Commission]
Kobaj frowned, and tapped the same command into the AI's interface again only to get another error back. That... didn't make sense, frankly; he'd done countless routine repairs and checkups on units similar to this one, _especially_ after solar flare...
Ghost of a Rose ~ Chapter 8
Markus _could_ have picked one of the several off-duty guards with whom to spar, but for some reason he just did not _want_ to. At least the Thorn manor stood well-stocked with arms and equipment: on the following morning after breakfast, for which...
Borrowed Space, Part 2 [Patreon Commission]
A sweet, gentle wind ran its fingers through the fennec's fur, as if urging him further towards the massive structure rising out of the nearby ridge. No matter how much he tried, he could not take his eyes off of it: the sleek black metal held together...
Stars Brought You Here (Elder Scrolls)
A cloudy morning at the port town of Vulkhel Guard. Misty clouds hung low over the horizon, as grey as the sea below, and just as still; on land, life stirred even at this hour of morning, as shipping ports never really sleep. The bite of the cold, the...
A Change In Perspective [Patreon Commission]
They used to go outside at night and look up at the stars. Askia could remember the warmth on his paw, the pressure against his lips, the blossoming joy in his heart - all against the chill of night, of the black void staring down upon them. The tall...