Trading Places
tirrell groaned, sitting up as the trembling of the floor slowly died.
Doomsayer
"fuck's sake, harry," another shouted from a window of the apartment below tirrell's. "my breakfast'll be all cold and 'orrible now... cheers."
Corben & Tirrell
Here's a little 1500-word piece that i drafted up in one sitting back during the summer, featuring my two characters corben and tirrell.
Death's Blood Ch. Eight: The Burdens We Carry
He told me to expect you here in solmil as he told me that you next sought the tirrell sisters." "and what proof have you that the tirrell sisters have not ordered you to _use_ me?" she squealed, "because i despise them!" she paused to take a breath.
Dream Big
"lucky tirrell wasn't home." his mind soon turned to that all-too-familiar tingle in his centre, pulsing stronger and stronger. as huge as he'd become... it seemed he wasn't done yet. "man, i better get gone.
Breaking News
_ **Breaking News** _ Some lunatic in a truck swerved into our lane, right in front of us. Mick, the wolverine in the driver's seat, pumped the van's brakes. Finn, the white shepherd in the middle seat, swore blue murder at the truck's rear...
Boiling Point
_ **Boiling Point** _ My walk from the station was more like a swim, the swampy summer morning air even more overwhelming and oppressive than the metro journey that'd got me there. A journey made up of three trains, two transfers, and nearly an entire...
Blind Date
_ **Blind Date** _ A wave of noise and a blast of heat crashed into me the moment those automatic doors slid open. I ducked my head to dip inside and escape the gloomy, late-November cold, allowing this new 'VRcade' place I'd been invited to fully...
Lost & Found
_ **Lost & Found** _ The air stifled so very much. Even on a morning that was not so hot, how difficult it was to breathe came as the first thing to my notice upon disembarking the train. To walk through the streets, the crowded, overloaded streets,...
The Climb
_ **The Climb** _ I'd overpacked my grocery bags. I knew that from the moment I had to lug all four of them out of the store. The decision to do an extra-large after-work shop, thereby granting myself a day off from that part of my weekly routine,...
Torchbearer
_ **Torchbearer** _ Blake sank to his knees, placing a paw to his battle-felled brother's chest. The pain-stricken grunt it drew threatened to pierce his own. Blood oozed between his fingers. Drenched his palm. He recited a silent prayer for any and...
Hard Labour
_ **Hard Labour** _ I glared at the short straw in my palm. Again. As hard as I willed it to, it refused to grow longer. "...Do I _really_have to?" "Listen, the straws have spoken," Manny replied, beaming his pleasure for the longer one in his grasp....