Dust Shorts: First Hunt
And here's the first short! a few days after the encounter with the lizard monster. rex followed through on his offer to teach dust the basics on hunting! after all a big girl like her has gotta eat! hope you enjoy! comments and questions are welcome!
A Perfect Day - SHORT STORY
He's supposed to be back for a short while in a few weeks but i never know until he actually walks through the door."
The Girl With The Power - SHORT STORY
This short story is my take on a contemporary super hero concept. while some of the details are in flux, this is just a short piece to introduce you all to the vision i'm building.
My Name Is... - SHORT STORY
She tended to use this identity when she was looking for a short term place to stay.
Fur and Freedom - A Suncasters Short
Orion raised his eyebrows slightly as he noticed the table beneath whinnahael's fists begin to smoke but thankfully whinnahael's rage was short-lived.
Words Unspoken - SHORT STORY
He had his armor and sword, several sets of clothes, and enough money that he would be fine for the short term.
"Go For Gold" Short Story
Cheryl Goodwin squinted as she walked out onto the field, momentarily blinded by the early afternoon sun. Once her yellow-green eyes adjusted to the light, the corgi hybrid was able to fully take in her surrounding, and they left her breathless. The...
A Bright Change - short poem
The murk and dirt of the past, Has a habit of clinging through until now. There comes a time when you need Rebirth, renewal, reminding. To have hope come back again. Introducing a burning desire, to start life again. The pain is over, the past is...
Friendly Fliers - short poem
Harmless and fascinating Are these little winged critters. Some will feast on fruit, Others feed on tiny bugs. Day and night they flit about. Through the air and through the trees. In some places around the world, You'll find them in gloomy...
A Passionate Phenomena - short poem
Falling, falling. Deep down this bright pit. Pinks, oranges, and reds. The colors of the dawn. As I continue down, I feel something stir. Something is awakening Somewhere deep within. A pleasant fire sparks When I meet your gaze. I begin to...
The Creatures of Consumption - short poem
Behind the smile and the laugh Is a darker world. A world of hate and pain. Behind the fur and the mask Is a soul with broken wings. Unable to fly; unable to flee, I sink beneath sanity. Through the tears and the screams, Creeps the horrid...
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...