chapter 2: of fists and honor
On the top of the book bag was a pin, reading, " therianism is a belief. not a fandom". indeed, luka was a therianist, which meant he believed that animals were a strong aspect of spirituality, and religion.
Fallen Angels, Part one (Prologue)
Taiz, Yemen. February, 2019 "Why don't we talk about something pleasant? How about...iced mint tea?" The crackling voice came from a simple speaker on a gray concrete wall. Abdul Aziz struggled against the leather straps that held him fastened to a...
Cry Me a Murder (Part One) : Six Red Tears
Museum director Philip Smythe marched down the hallway of the Oakfort historical museum, the hard heels of his shoes banging against the marble floor with every angry step. He was underslept, stressed out and even grumpier than normal. The museum was...
Starting Anew Chapter 4
"though this is certain to excite relations with the elves, the therian government has openly announced it would continue to support the dragons, and the humans, making the galactic recognition of humanity as an intergalactic civilization a certainty."
Prey for Me - The Hollow Silence, part 6
**C**** obbler ****'s Dell, Idaho; February 20, 1908.** Father Aaron Buchanan kicked up a spray of snow with every step. He was three miles from Cobbler's Dell, with only three days left for composing a sermon for Sunday. Yet his mind was blank, like...
*Poem* Species Dysphoria I
* * * SPECIES DYSPHORIA I THE CONSUMER * * * |  |  |  | | More Eversave local...
Path Of Paws
My life a quest | of which I knew From the young time | to the silver age The path of paws | I have long followed A life spent traveling | searching and pondering I know not where | from whence I came I see not where | I am to go Of triumph...
Sea'an: On His Own
Of course, there were so many breeds of therians, beast folk, and sea'an had never really encountered one, so it was only natural that he couldn't remember what they were called.
* Poem* Species Dysphoria II
* * * Species Dysphoria II Segregation * * * |  | Turn off read games only don't mix Eye surgeon in through gaudy Caribbean blue eventually made of light. Changed much, man of Mr. Am...
Der Maelstrom
Der Maelstrom is calling, The call our forefathers heeded. Feel the pull on your soul, Now still ever more needed. My heart it did well cajole, Says my mentor most imploringly. Hail Odin, Hail the Weres, Curse the ones who brought despair! The...
Chapter 51: All Star Tournament.
She taps on the therian's back. "i can feel his presence, at the very least." the thundurus frowns. "that's unhelpful, penelope." the teen glares at the humanoid. "i agree." he forms a fist, staring at it.
Havana or Hell, part one
_Havana or Hell_ I When I was a kid, my father built a small recording studio in our back yard. That was back in 1993, two years before the voices in his head told him to pack up and move out. It wasn't a fancy studio with automated mixers, digital...