The First Shall Not Be Last
What any naerian would call a long and fulfilling life, these trees had lived in the flick of a tail. these masters of the natural order had been around long before the gene war.
Were I Home for Christmas...
Were I Home for Christmas... Something stirred me from my slumber. I didn't bother to open my eyes. After a brief moment of disorientation I knew that the daylight I could see through my eyelids had done it. It didn't matter that it was light out; I...
Dishonest Departure
The previous day was a blur of activity. There were a few breaks, mainly for food, in an otherwise non-stop day. Running around the convention center, attending panels, grabbing quick snacks, meeting up with friends and meeting up with those friend's...