Short scene 1
My vision darts down alleys, scales buildings short and tall all the same. my icy breath taints the air, and if i had the time, i would take a moment to muse over it.
Short [Diary] continued(2)
Same black furr with white collar and white shorts. i smiled to the owner of this fox and she replied with a smile, apologizing for losing control of her pet. though it sounded like she had problems with calling the kit a 'pet'.
Hunger - A Blaze of Glory Short
"tell erickson that i will be there shortly. you coming?" "i suppose so." shrugged ashley. "it's been a while since i've been planetside." "glad to hear it." smiled stacy. "i'll be in the hangar in half an hour.
Crystal Gambit - SHORT STORY
The ship was a short range craft with no proper living quarters. the mission profile had not really called for a larger craft with any sort of overnight accommodations.
Forgiven. .:~ short story ~:.
Just a quick short story. if people are genuinely interested in me developing a story, please comment.
Artist's Block (A short Hyena TF)
His eyes slipped shut, only to open to a view of a short, brown-furred muzzle, rolling his tongue over his teeth to find that they now came to carnivorous points.
Passing the Flame - a Wolfie Steel short story
Seventeen dollars and thirty-eight cents, he thought disgustedly, then chastised himself for allowing the distraction. Halfway down a rope dangling from the side of the city’s largest skyscraper was probably not the smartest place to inventory the...
The Mission of Voyager 3
[this short story i wrote was for a scholarship. figured i'd go ahead and post it here...
Poem: Life in the Thousands
A touch is worth A thousand breaths And a breath is what we share A kiss is worth A thousand words As you say with care Life is worth A thousand smiles That to each other we will give Love is worth A thousand lessons ...
Poem: My Love
For the eyes of one I dance For the ears of one I sing Cause when I see him my heart will fly And a hundred bells will ring He watches me with longing eyes He listens when I talk If I sit he sits as well When I walk he'll walk My...
~~~~~~~~~~Shot Stories~~~~~~~~~~
~k~o and this story is marked as all ages but not all of the short stories will be aproeat for all ages.
Pawprints (a poem)
Many holes in the sand and here's where I dig mine. To bury away the past I fear and make it hard to find. But the sand cares not for what I feel nor what I hide away. It always seems to come full bare and see the light of day. So...