the single
Armadillo took gabumon the studio where he will be singing, and inside the stood black tyrannomon waiting for everyone assigned to the recording of gabumon first single.
Life..
Life's got you down?, Feeling so grey?, Hey... I've been there, Oh trust me there, Because, Hey, I've been there, When your down in the dumps, No where to be, No where to go, Oh look, Hey, Trust me I was there today, And i'll be there...
A Single Candle, Part 2
#2 of a single candle the second part of a story which, as predicted, has spread into four parts. my patrons have part 3 already, and this second part is now public both here and (as of this posting) on my patreon site.
A Single Candle, Part 3
#3 of a single candle part three of this four-part story, posted here just as my patreon patrons have the final part in their trembling paws. the firefox is still looking for answers and, with the young coyote's help, he may yet find them.
A Single Candle, Part 4
#4 of a single candle the fourth and final part of this story, bringing the answers that you have sought for all this time. i hope that you find the ending satisfying.
You, Me, and We
Once, there was you and me. And life was great with you and me. Then later, you and me were we. Suddenly, my life was we. I lived and breathed and worshiped we. We was all I prayed we'd be. But one day, we turned into you. And I did what you...
Sacrifice without Gain is pointless
Now to finish this we drag ourselves into a single being and by doing so force our timelines to weave themselves into one. do any of us actually think we're going to survive?" i already knew the answer, but i just wanted someone to lie.
Dick Rocks
This one was an in-class writing, with a prompt to write off a single photo as inspiration. don't ask me about the photo, it had almost nothing to do with this story.
Burn
"Go away." "No." What a pain in the ass. I hoped vainly that I'd never see him again, but of course I knew otherwise. I'd only be rid of him when he was dead and buried, and even then... "_Go away_." "Not doing." Good lord, man, I will hurt you....
Lonely Oak Chapter 107 - Mother's Day
"Nearing full dilation; delivery starting. Nurse," the doctor said with urgency. "I really think you should take the epidural." "I'm _fine!_" Barked the tigress on the gurney, "Don't _worry about it!_" "Sir, it's too late," one of the other nurses...
The Dress
#7 of little nothings another in-class writing exercise, based off a single-sentence prompt of the first line. "carlos discovered ______ under a pile of shoes in the back of his grandmother's closet."
The Hunter
The hunter sits at the bar, sipping from his mug of ale, dressed in dark, worn leathers, hair wet and hanging loosely. All around him the townsfolk laugh and chatter in the warm light as they nurse their own drinks and meals. The hunter's eyes glint...