Escaping the Storm: Part 9
_ **Part 9** _ Walking down to the kitchen for breakfast the following morning felt more akin to swimming through molasses; each step reminding Erik of the rough night's sleep he'd endured. Tuesdays, and the prospect of another week of work, were...
Getaway: Parts 1 & 2 (AaO Side Story)
**_Getaway_** **_Part 1_** Everything jerked at once. My monitor and fan rocked back and forth. Pens skittered and tumbled off of the desk. Hell, even the fully-loaded filing were thumping. The shaking affected everything, all the way through...
Foundations: Part 8 (AaO Side Story)
Part 8 (Alen) For me, subtitled movies could be tough to follow sometimes once their pace really got going. This one had taken me onto a whole new level, however. Actors seemed to take every opportunity possible to switch back and forth between...
Special Delivery
_ **Special Delivery** _ Morozovo. Fuckin' Morozovo. Of all the places to get transferred over to. They couldn't have moved me any further north without pushing me out of Zelengorod entirely. I'd been driving flatout for almost an hour already, and...
Weight On My Shoulders
_ **Weight On My Shoulders** _ My eyes struggled to adjust. I threw up a hand to protect them from the summer sun, grimacing from the scalding heat. Like I needed any more reasons to turn tail and run back inside. Registration might've come and gone...
Foundations: Part 7 (AaO Side Story)
_ **Part 7** _ _(Jonas)_ I kept my back to Alen, huddling up so close to the edge of the bed that I could've easily fallen off. My fur stood on end, sheets doing nothing to warm me no matter how tight I held them. How could he do this to me?...
Rooftops (Request for Jidza10)
_ **Rooftops** _ _For Jidza10_ "You feeling okay, Jed?" I glanced up at Mitch from my doodle pad. "Why?" "You've not touched your lunch is all." The wolf gestured his fork down to the spicy chicken I must've picked out for myself, congealing in its...
Corben & Tirrell
_ **Corben & Tirrell** _ The sun felt good on my fur. Warming. Soothing. By my way of thinking, I deserved a medal for dragging myself up outta bed this morning, never mind outside into the communal gardens. My brain was working half a step behind the...
Subtlety
_ **Subtlety** _ "Right." I burst into the front room. "I'm just gonna go ahead and do this." My housemates gawked at me from our couch. "Do what?" asked Dylan, the lanky stoat in the seat closest. "Watch." "Dude," groaned the mouse beside him,...
Blessing Day: Part 5 (Final)
_ **Part 5** _ _(Marek)_ We spent a couple more hours with my parents in the living room, sharing stories and checking out old photos that had of me saved on their phones. Poring over picture after picture of my teenage self from fifteen years ago...
Courier
_ **Courier** _ I had a problem. A big one. So carried away, so firmly in the thrall of tourist mode, I'd managed to lose my bearings completely. Certainly, I was no stranger to wandering off and going astray during holiday expeditions, but this was...
Writer's Block
_ **Writer's Block** _ "None of this works!" I launched my pen clear across the desk. The pad I used to jot down ideas followed it right after. These blank pages glaring back just pissed me off even more. It'd been forever and a day since I'd managed...