Comfort Creature
It was dark... rain drizzling in the mist, he could barely see two feet in front of him. More and more he ran, branches slashing against his face. They came just like sharp strikes lunging out from the darkness. He felt like his lungs were going to...
Piercing the Swordsman: Chapter 2
Seeing his form without the sweeping cape, and plainly displaying the severed tail, made sadness squeeze at the lion's heart. he didn't know what was going on, but he would make it right and he would reassure his . . . knight.
The Golden Month, Chapter 4
There was a hint of sadness squeezing along the lines of happiness flowing from his tone. a persisting and lingering sour taste that characterized him far from truly happy.