In Loving Memory- Demona.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012 Collective Memories: First Meeting's and Memories. By: Hid Ras Fallar/Fallar Rasyre, AKA, The Tigonix. ? ? Kev Veta's First-Memory. ? Kev Veta quietly sat in the main room of a inn, nestled close to a fireplace...
A Dragon Redeemed, Part 2
Apologies in advance for the less than perfect grammar, pronunciation, and other errors. I'm still looking for a Beta proof reader, but didn't want to wait any longer to see if this story would be well received. It is the first in a related series I'm...
For the Love of a Dog
My stories are copyrighted, so NO takee! This story is dedicated to all the dogs that have shared my life and given me their unconditional love, to all those sweet gentle souls that I still miss so much. If there are no dogs in heaven, then I won't go...
That Others May Live
My stories are copyrighted, so NO takee! This is not a Furry or Yiff story I'm afraid, it's just something I felt I had to write. It's dedicated those soldiers who go into combat unarmed, not to kill, but to save lives. That Others May Live By...
Benjamin the Wolf
"Glorified and sanctified be God's great name throughout the world which He has created according to His will." These words had become all too familiar for Benjamin Cohn the wolf. The words were the start of the Mourner's Kaddish, which meant that...
A Dragon Redeemed, Part 1
Apologies in advance for the less than perfect grammar, pronunciation, and other errors. I'm still looking for a Beta proof reader, but didn't want to wait any longer to see if this story would be well received. It is the first in a related series I'm...
Martina Gambordella
Many years have passed since I met her- Melissa Gambordella, the young vixen in my 5th-grade class who sat in the seat next to me, the daughter of impoverished Italian immigrants. I can remember her- her Coke-bottle thick lenses in her glasses, and her...
The Old Violin
There that old dusty relic sat- neglected, battered, and ancient. In its better days, that violin might have been used as by a philharmonic society or string quartet but in the home of Thomas and Margaet Chamberlin, the old collection of strings and...
The Truth
So the age old questions are asking themselves again... Why am I fighting this war? What did I do to stop it? Have you really done anything at all? I have saved some but have seen so...
Nothing Gold Can Stay
_"Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold..."_ The little girl in the plaid dress read painstakingly from the book, struggling to form the words she was only just learning to read. All around her, Pokemon of the forest had gathered to...
Seven Days- Part VI
Joshua could see his brother through the mist, wearing a robe of white. "Brother, I'm so sorry that I abandoned you at your time of greatest need. Please forgive me!" the fox said as he ran towards his brother, whose face was radiant and...