A Patient Death 02: Let the Dead Judge
**~ Chapter 02: Let the Dead Judge ~** _At least when I'm dead, I won't have to move._ Breeze thought, sagging in the saddle, Erasmus's slender paws tight around his waist. Everything hurt. His face throbbed with the devil's fire, his muscles were...
Leviathan 06: The Small Things
**06: The Small Things** Nico can't think straight, he's panicking. He's plastered in a chair slid right into the corner, splayed defensively against the back of it as if he's a giant fluffy spider, and not a precocious red panda. It's a small room,...
Leviathan 05: Revolution Calling
**05: Revolution Calling** Nico walks across the street, keeping his hood pulled low, ears flat to his skull. A ceiling of strangely smooth clouds blankets the dark sky, dozens of blue-grey pebble-like formations flexing and turning as they waft...
Leviathan 08: Murders & Acquisitions
**08: Murders & Acquisitions** Nico's shaking as he descends the last few steps to the tarmac, eyes downcast, limbs weak, the bags he's got hefted in each paw each feeling like they're stuffed full of lead. Behind him the turbines of Yuri's chartered...
Leviathan 04: Plausible Deniability
**04: Plausible Deniability** Nico's sitting at his desk, crunching a fingernail in his teeth, contemplating suicide. Not seriously, of course, but merely entertaining the thought, toying with it. Right now he's thinking how nice it would be if the...
RUINER: Plotless Self Destruction
Hello. So I don't know how many people on here were actively following RUINER, but the last chapter went up more than two months ago. I wrote the next one but...I mean, I don't know. It's difficult to explain. I like Ruiner's concept, a lot. My...
Black Meridian 01: Ankle Deep
**One: Ankle Deep** Steel capped boots on a dusty path, warmth in the distance blurring the air; reality was simmering in the arid swamp. Fletcher enjoyed the way it felt to walk on the soil, a slight thud sounding to each one of his steps. It felt...
Black Meridian 04: Borderlands
**Four: Borderlands** Stirring uncomfortably on his roll mat, Fletcher's first thought of the morning was of time. They'd left Gallentry three days prior, and every morning since he'd been woken by that pissy jackal, traipsing through the camp and...
Black Meridian 03: Sultan's Curse
**Three: Sultan's Curse** _ FREDRICKSON_ _FISH_. The tackle shop was a sombre old building, and the faded, banana-yellow paint unevenly slathered over the decaying weatherboard walls did nothing to soothe the effect. The sign's lettering was a cheap...
Black Meridian 06: Old Guns
**06: Old Guns** "FLETCH-ER FULBRIGHT!" The tall wolf called out emphatically, pacing back and forth before the now-closed circus gates. "Don't bother hiding away, let's make this easy and ain't nobody gotta get hurt in this!" Fletcher's breath...
Black Meridian 09: What Friends Are For
**09: What Friends Are For** Lyric rubbed at his eyes, staring up at the mangy fox he'd gotten to know as 'Scout'. He was scrawny bastard; the all-denim outfit he apparently chose for himself hanging off a skeletal frame. A nasty scar ran down his...
Black Meridian 13: Kallinger Colours
**13: Kallinger Colours** Justin ran into the night air, eyes peeled for his friend. His mother was howling for he and his sister to get into their beds, but the eleven-year-old hadn't seen his pet feral all evening. Brakka was known to catch a scent...