Coming To Terms
The glow of the laptop screen highlighted the light blonde hairs interspersed throughout the bat's black fur. He tapped a single nail on the rough, wooden table and stared at the blank word document, eyes narrowed in deep concentration. A small tap on...
I Dream of Trees
I was happiest when I could wake up and see the trees. I would get out of bed and dig my claws into the grungy carpet, open the bedroom door and stand in front of the living room window, stretching and unfurling my wings. The trees in the park across...