Zhura and Amina passed through Boma in the deep dark that came after the forest swallowed the western sun. They walked through the market area of the sleeping village, stepping over rotting fruit and offal. Zhura carried her staff and a burning brand, passing by quiet grass huts and a few villagers with torches. They crossed a line of worn stones in the sha...
As they emerged from the reliquary, packs slung across their bare backs, they quickly noticed something was going on at the top of the pyramid. There was a strange, wavering visual effect that they couldn't make heads or tails of. Their eyes, still adjusting to the bright sunlight, had trouble seeing what, exactly, it was. By the time they made it around to...
Sigh, It's another Halloween year in October here in the town of Warren Valley, Ohio. For me, I just stay at home in my house with some twisters or butterfingers watching the Nightmare Before Christmas or listening to the monster mash on Youtube. One week ago before Halloween, I got a call from Jake. An old friend from college saying that he would like to ha...
I woke in the usual place at the appropriate time. I swept the temple at nine o'clock in the morning. The wind had scattered leaves in the courtyard. They needed to be cleared before Miranda returned. Thinking of a movie I'd once watched, I wished I could have made the brooms work for me. I wasn't able to remember the title of the film, nor who I saw it wit...
Jordan practically hooted as he booted up his new VR setup. He'd spent all day trying to get it just right. Adjusting the sensors, moving furniture, sweating profusely after he'd spilled some thermal compound on the motherboard, but it was finally worth it. Well, would be worth it after he started the game. He pulled on the goggles, grabbed the tactile grip...
Chapter 4 - Big Bad & Little Red I slipped into the alley beyond the back hedge, and quickly discovered that it isn't easy to cut a low profile wearing a wrinkly oversized coat, rolled up trousers and a scarf up above your nose - at least not on a warm late-spring day. Not to mention the red high-heeled shoes. I leaned out into the alley and plotted a route...
Cornelius fidgeted in his seat as the driver left him to walk into the roadside tavern near his father's estate. He could feel his heart racing as he waited for him to return. Not only was he off to meet his betrothed but he had also never left his family's residence before, and now on top of that his father was forcing him to ride along with an orcish bodyg...
LETTER-III After the scene last described I passed a very restless night, in which I studiously avoided any sort of pressure on my unruly organ. The next morning I was in a sad state of burning desire. I sat before the fire, finishing the picture of Tom for Louisa, and then she came, looking more beautiful than ever, with a certain languid air, which made m...
The library was quiet this time of day. Roland placed another book he finished the night before back onto the shelf and scanned the titles for something interesting to occupy his mind. Class was in session and though Roland was one of the teachers he had no classes today, Abjuration wasn't everyone's favorite subject. He would love to go home and spend time...
'I've seen you in here before, haven't I?' she said. He nodded. Just slightly. 'Umm... probably,' he said. 'Is this your local?' 'I suppose so. It's convenient. The beer's OK. Also, I quite like Charlie's taste in music. That's something that is not to be underestimated in this day and age.' She laughed. 'Are you on your own?' 'On my own?' 'Yeah. You k...