Heatless
Here's a bit of microfiction inspired by art from pandalover on fa: i wonder if he's all right.  "mother russia, mother russia..." ivan sang as he jogged down the sidewalk alongside tank.
Carpe Diem: Chapter 13, Page 6
#1 of carpe diem while i'm doing microfiction for the new pages of carpe diem (http://www.cdcomic.com), i thought i'd post them here as well. trent turned away from burt, unable to look at him. the anger warming his cheeks.
The Steel Castle
This is some microfiction, written off to the side of everything else. it's meant to read sort of like a children's book. too bad i'm not a visual artist, or i'd provide some pictures for said picture book.
Summer Bulking
"Okay, Jo," Atlas said as he and the kangaroo approached the changing rooms at the secluded beach, "I gotta warn you, I might look a lot different without much clothes on." Jo raised an eyebrow while scratching a spot behind his collar. "Oh yeah?...
12 Dragon
They say dogs have owners and cats have staff. Dragons, on the other paw, have a union to support them. Dozens of kobolds, taking care of the dragon's every need and being taken care of in turn. Given that a typical dragon will have hoarded more...
Welcome Back to Cappuccinos! Part 3
Now Serving: The Lion's Share "Dad?" Art said as he saw the elder lion enter the coffee house. "What are you doing here?" Art's father gave him a bemused grin. He loomed over his smaller son as he approached the counter. "Is that any way to greet...
Welcome Back to Cappuccinos! Part 12
Now Serving: A Failure to Stand Up "Dad," Venti said, "I appreciate what you're trying to do, but let me handle this situation with my father, okay?" The response didn't surprise him. "I don't think so, son. You might as well drop this line of...
29 Injured
"Again?" the medic at the adventurer's guild asked. "Yep. Really." the crow said, slumping back in his chair. It was the fourth time this year he was placed on the injured reserve list. Being black-feathered, near silent, and capable of flight had...
Welcome Back to Cappuccinos! Part 2
Now Serving: Webshow, Interrupted Venti's cellphone started vibrating, and a quick glance at the caller ID showed his adoptive father was trying to reach him. _Hey, I have an important phone call._ His fingers flew across the keyboard, praying...
Writing Prompt #2.1: De novis modis existentiae
Type: Prose Length: ~300 words Description: Write or describe a prophetic text foretelling either: the theoclastic regenesis of the Sun-in-Shadow, or the unshackling of the Buried Lithophage. Assume these events will happen. De novis modis...
26 Dark
Going into the cave seemed like a bad enough idea. Turns out it was even worse than that, as you discovered the hard way that you had fewer torches than you thought and the last one burned out before you could make your way out, leaving you and your...
Welcome Back to Cappuccinos! Part 15
Now Serving: Shower Peeks Venti followed Art into the bathroom. "Have you ever had that feeling you're missing something in a conversation, but you can't quite get it?" Art peeled off his clothing before turning on the shower. "Most of the time, but...