The River may be Running, but I have no Urge to Chase it
I just fought to live from day to day." encircling my arms around her, i pulled her tighter. “yeah, babe.
A Wolf for a Father and a Lion for an Uncle
I never even got the chance to pick up the crying ging before beth woke and began crying in harmony. and, oddly enough, i do quite literately mean harmony.
Washed Up on Shore
And i could sleep in the store rent free and guard it from any other would be thieves.” “it took me a month or so living with smith before i was confident enough to walk the streets again.
To Say This Was Unexpected...
He was gone now, just as dead as my father, but his efforts lived on. i'd stepped down, but i wasn't able to escape. not quite. my official title now was 'city administrator'.
A New Breed of Cop
I couldn't have lived with myself if i'd been responsible for your death.” reaching out, i set my brown furred hand atop his black. it was only then i noticed the traces of grey showing through.
Pot Marks and Ashes
The homeless had been living in the first few floors of the place when i'd first tracked brian here and they'd never truly moved out. their scents tore brian's away, killing off any trail, but at this point i didn't care.
Dirty Politics
Now they surged forward, washing over the cop like a living wave. jon swore. “command to elements sixteen and twenty-three. get a move on.
I'll Rip Your Heart Out. By the Gods I Swear It
Overall living standards were still improving. the city was in the best shape it's ever been.
The Spartan Way
It's been sometime, but i am once again working in the best interests of vancouver and those who live in it. i don't think that's something i'll ever be able to stop. i am currently in chiba city.
A Monster Greater than I
Standing out in the hallway, i knocked on the door. my nose was twitching from the scents of all the other apartments. i couldn’t imagine how i'd managed to live in a place like this years ago.
From a Single Drop of Blood
Likely the greatest to ever live. his body was slowly shifting and twisting under my fingers, his flesh molding and reforming like clay.
The Scent of the Hunt
“coz,” she said with a slight edge to her voice, “you live your life and i'll live mine.” then she tossed her head and a smile returned to her lips. “but we haven't talked in a while.