Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Five
** **** AUTHOR'S NOTE:** if you get tired of waiting for new chapters, the entire book is for sale on Amazon in print and on Kindle! ** ** **Chapter Five** Reality snapped back into focus, leaving me in...
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Twelve
** **** AUTHOR'S NOTE:** if you get tired of waiting for new chapters, the entire book is for sale on Amazon in print and on Kindle! **Chapter Twelve** Ethan's scream cut through the foggy valley like a shark...
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Eleven
** **** AUTHOR'S NOTE:** if you get tired of waiting for new chapters, the entire book is for sale on Amazon in print and on Kindle! **Chapter Eleven** "Company..._halt!"_ Aesop stopped walking so suddenly...
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Three
** **** AUTHOR'S NOTE:** if you get tired of waiting for new chapters, the entire book is for sale on Amazon in print and on Kindle! **Chapter Three** I raced out the door with Ethan in tow, one hand clamped around his wrist...
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Two
**Chapter Two** "Uncle Doug..." Ethan fell to his knees beside his uncle's corpse. His eyes were wide, but other than that I couldn't see any trace of emotion on his face. That was fine. It would come out once the shock faded a...
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter One
**Chapter One** The wind carried the alluring scent of danger the night I appeared above 1157 Westwillow Drive, holding the mystical Escher Cube in both hands. My heart raced with the power of five Blue Donkey energy drinks. I was...
The Pit of Depression - medium poem
I'm alone when you're gone Alone when you're around Darkness surrounds me Yet it does not taint your vision of me. All I think, hear, and see Is the pit inside my heart. The pit that surrounds me The pit that controls my being. I basked in the...
Blooming Love - short poem
The primitive flowers of lust Bloom upon the vines That spring up the fleshy walls Of our hearts and minds. Produced from the ever blooming sprouts Planted within our souls. Seeds watered with rain Made from tears of joy and pain. Their...
Eyes like the Forest (10)
The sharp crack of splitting wood filled the yard, again and again, as Merrin worked through the small pile she had gathered. She mused to herself that it seemed odd how cutting wood sometimes sounded the same as burning it, but then came to the...
What Colors Are You Feeling? - large poem
There are many colors and emotions. Have you ever paired the two? Describe your emotions in color. Any shade will do. Are you red with love? Red for someone special. Is there a burning anger Painted deep within? All the different shades...
A question for the future
Same as the previous not furry but hey.
The question and confusion
Once again not furry but hey i welcome the feed back.