Claw Marks
Short Story You always remember the first time you did something. Even years later. It’ll be something small, meaningless-but then you’ll go back for a split second to the exact moment whatever it...
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Short Story You always remember the first time you did something. Even years later. It’ll be something small, meaningless-but then you’ll go back for a split second to the exact moment whatever it...
Serial Fiction The condors kept to the high plateaus and rarely came down over the valley. Only one was often seen to land by the river because it was friends with the Vicuña. The...
Short Story “Good morning, Dr. Hamster!” “Hi, Janice.” Dr. Hamster was out of breath. There had been construction on the GW Bridge again. “How was your weekend?” “Your 8:30 is here.” “But it’s not...
Raven & the Secret in the Forest – Serial Fiction book 1 in the ‘Raven Kingdom’ series by Lëaf Ednïwinga Dedicated to my son, Raven. Love -Lëaf “A young boy who lives with his...
The Vicuña led the silent pack through the frosty grass. They descended around to a southern slope and started grazing. ‘We left it to die,’ said on of them. ‘Why didn’t you carry it...
Serial Fiction Jamie rolled her eyes as she hit the “download” button on her phone. Everyone was talking about this new phone app that sent you out on scavenger hunts for real prizes. After...
Serial Fiction The Llama found the herd it had left on the same flat field on top of a low hill near a giant settlement. The herd and the giants that herded it thought...
Sam would become the true friend Gio had so ardently wished for when he was twelve. Sam has been to hell three separate times and all he got were some lousy scars. He goes out...
Short Story I leave for work everyday at 7:45. It’s four and a half blocks away. I always arrive at 8:15, which gives me fifteen minutes to get settled. At 7:56 everyday, I see...
Serial Fiction The Turtle was happy it was rid of the table. It never saw or knew of the sea horse but it had previously been stuck in tree roots and carried branches, once...
Serial Fiction Suddenly the great hall lit up with fiery splendor. That was the last beautiful woman he saw in his time. For in hell there were no beauties. (Don’t get me wrong most...
Kevin was looking through the research notes Tim had given him, using them as a starting point to initiate some of his own online research. He was looking at demonology, drawing from folklore and...