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Short Stories
Any story that stands on its own goes here. These can be vignettes, character studies, blurbs -- go wild!
The bowl slipped from his hand, raising a small cloud of flour into the air. The egg shell cracked in his grip, egg white dripping onto the counter.
He took a sponge cloth to clean the mess, but had to stop halfway as a familiar smell made him curse under his breath: the butter had melted...
The horned god was moderately busy, couples stood at the bar and cuddled in the booths. Off to one side sat a man with sandy brown hair and glasses. He wears a brown jacket, white dress shirt, and brown chinos. Others peg him for waiting on a blind date. He tries not to notice their looks of...
I use the term slipstream to describe the act and noun of "Pulling an Object through X Dimension from Point A to Point B." For example, when I first came to Ealdwic I had no method of transportation aside from my motorcycle, so I had a thought. "If I could pull my furniture from Saskatchewan...
It was a dark and warm eve, the doors to The Horned God were open. Enter Stefan, the tall, hairy and muscular Half-Faun, he strided up to the bar and orders his favorite drink, a pint of maple whiskey. He sat at the bar, drinking away, the drink soothing him. Enter Caomhan, the new bee, young...
[[Enter Caomhan and Stefan, in the living room of their flat.]]
I was actually born in Ealdwic, but my mother brought me to Romania until my first birthday. We moved to some of her friends in Fairy Glen, Saskatchewan. My childhood was a rough and tumble age. From the time I could walk I was...
To the Council of Venice :
The Mesopotamian Goddess of the Underworld is known as Erishkigal, we discovered a minor temple to her last week, it was a large area of twisting corridors and vault like rooms, deep under the desert. Rooms upon rooms of bones and other humans bits, wall engraved...
