What Needs to be Said
"I want to grow old with you," the letter started. "I mean, I know that sounds strange to hear, and it's pretty strange to write, and to be completely honest, I never expected to think something like that, let alone ever, _ever_ have the courage to...
Story Sketch: Less Than Three
Dinner with Marcus had been more than enjoyable, just as it had been the last two times we'd met up. He'd been a perfect gentleman, following all those same rules every other guy I've ever been with seems to know and stick to doggedly, as if everyone...
Champions
The Wayward Hearthstone was a small inn that was barely worthy of the title. It was nestled in the heart of a forest, where two crossroads met, at the edge of a babbling stream that flow just powerfully enough to turn its small watermill that ground...
Life Review
The building was a square little plot of aged wood and green paint, with a tall, slanted roof of red shingles set atop the second floor, and large curtain-less windows that faced out in all four directions. There was a walkway that lead up to it, made...