I They screamed – none could hear them, but they screamed nonetheless. They had been driven from the cover of the retreating forest and into the clutches of the Quieting Angels – ash fell upon their heads as they entered the area of effect of the approaching Angel and all sound, even the thunderous gallop of the war horse that had been seized as a spoil o...
(With thanks to JackJ for his continued comments and suggestions) * * * * * We're in the car, together, driving north. The road moves under us like a ribbon, like we are winding along some impossible Escher reality, twisting and turning on it and somehow we can travel all the sides of it and still find our way back to the side we started on. I feel as thou...
The images were black and white and had the grainy appearance of an old movie. The screen was small and the Reverend realized immediately that he was viewing a security monitor and that somewhere in the garage behind him, the camera was pointed at Jessica. Looking deeper into the screen he saw how the bright lights reflected off the shiny concrete floors and...
There was too much water. Snatch understood, intellectually, that he was at the bottom of a vast ocean, sealed within dark, twisting vaults suffused with magic that somehow kept the rest of the ocean at bay, rendering narrowly survivable what had to be the third-worst dungeon crawl he'd ever embarked on since becoming an adventurer. Still. It was really, r...
I pulled the map that had been delivered to me at work hours earlier out at a stop light- almost there, I thought, noting the street names, glad they were in English as well as Kanji. I ended up being about ten minuets early, so I used the time to slip out of the bike suit and check the plaits in my skirt. Once everything fell right and I was comfortable, I...
NOTE TO READERS: This is a fantasy about the lovely, luscious Miss Hayden Winters. You may or may not know of her -- she only just started doing porn a year ago, at the tender young age of eighteen. A caveat: Although I have bedded girls more than a decade younger than myself, I usually prefer women with some experience under their belt. The truth behind th...
(This is the sequel to "Roger that, Scotsquatch" subtitled "The Man Who Thought he was Woman, 'er I mean Ape") Several months after our initial encounter with Roger the Scotsquatch, Caitlin and I decided it was time for a return trip to the woods. It wasn't just about the sex. We developed a strategic business plan to become rich and famous. Caitlin, quite...
I was sitting on a subway bench, staring at my reflection in the dirty glass. I looked like a girl version of me, maybe a sister or something. I was kind of cute, I thought, except for the upturned nose. I couldn't decide if I looked like a girl who might be a dude, or a dude who looked like a girl. Like, would people be more likely to say, "Hey, that guy lo...
Chapter 24 - Decent into Darkness Never does a star's light grace this land nor does the sun send to here its rays of warmth and life; this is the Underdark. The secret world beneath the bustling surface of Faerûn, where the sky is a ceiling of heartless stone and where walls show the gray blindness of death in the torchlight of the foolish surface dwellers...
It's a weird country I live in, and it's a hard life. For years we couldn't get a reading out of the rain gauge for the dust in the bottom of it, if it rained, I think that's when this wet stuff falls from the sky, there was a little mud in it. But now, I almost didn't get through from the station to Broken Hill because of the rain making many of the roads i...