Back to the Roots
My peaceful slumber was cut short by my Houndoom: Sam convincing me with his tongue that it was time to wake up. Would’ve just shoved Sam away and told him to fuck off if not for the worried whimpering and keening he was also doing. This wasn’t me...
Now You See Me...
“Is there an oasis up ahead...or am I just hallucinating?” Dylan -my Kadabra- breathes what sounds like a ghost of a chuckle the same time I feel a slight pinch on my lower arm. I glance down; assuming that yet another bug bit me and hoping to...