The corpse flower, Rafflesia (PMD:WNA 6)
My throat shrieked. I panted, chest heaving. I looked where I was. Exposed to everyone and everything in the universe. Between my front legs, still curled up into a ball, was Pat. Our eyes met. He closed them and grabbed my right arm. His form...
We won!? We won?! (PMD:WNA 5)
'Run! Move! Fight! Flee!' I heard from somewhere in my subconscious. I didn't know if they were orders for me or my friends but they went unsaid, and unheeded. My heart was pounding, I still don't think I was breathing, my body felt cold. All the...
Former Eaves of Pink Blossoms (PMD:WNA #3)
It did hurt, but it didn't make me pass out. I tried to observe the objects in the haze, to ascertain where we were, but nothing stood out. My sideways vantage point didn't help either. I tried to just trust Boss. His grip around me felt secure. He...
Dust in the Wind. Dust in my Lungs (PMD:WNA #2)
I quickly rose to my feet, "Get behind me!!" I barked at them as the object shot straight at us. Axe acted immediately, scooping up the kid and pulling him close as I laid on my side with my durable armor in the direction of the oncoming object. The...
Credits Roll, Post Game (PMD: WNA #1)
The fizzle of spacetime as we were warped back to town felt cold. Each time we were warped anywhere by Palkia it always felt cold, very unlike the strange light that is granted when we rescued Pokemon with our rescue badges. I supposed that when the...
Ports in the Storm (TTW pt. 5)
Wind peppered his face, seasoning him with soft stings as it pulled against his cheeks. He turned his head left and right, the pull changing vectors, each angle brought new awareness, a new feeling, a new reminder. It felt tender, like two lips pressed...
Breaking Waves (TTW pt. 3)
Ring-a-ding. The noise reawakened a Pavlovian response in the rhino. He, instinctively, turned towards the door to see who came in. No one he knew, just a stranger. Not Deacon. He sighed out as he relaxed, and then mentally chastised himself for being...
Breaching the Surface (TTW pt. 6)
Deacon's energy was through the goddamn roof. The gator had traced through the halls and rooms of his house. Countless trails in the carpet spiraled with him, like static ripples on pool water. Nervous eyes traced the walls, the furniture, the tables,...
The Blind Rabbit (a poem)
The Blind Rabbit couldn't see. And It lamented that It would never know anything and everything of the world of light. It cursed Its fate, It cursed Its name, Blind from what It surmised as a cruel joke of fate. As It sat alone in...
Only Me and My Demon Here (PMD: WNA 7)
Darkness succeeded the purple light. I felt so, so alone. There in the darkness there was nothing to help me, no one to save me. Just the vision of Axe in my mind, and that wasn't any sort of comfort. It just hurt to think about. I don't know just...
Feel Me as I Feel You (a poem)
Touch me more like that, it makes me feel loved. It reminds me of the real. I'm learning to reject the fake. So keep touching me. Touch me all you want since you're real. I love you.
A Fine First Mate (a poem)
Lying awake seeking sleep and I don't dream of you. I see you in my mind and I taste you on my lips. For you are real and I'm enamored You lift my sinking ship as it bobs the sea of dreams For I don't dream you, you're...