Thorne Ravenshield and Elara Moonshadow approached the desolate outskirts of Evermoor Village, the cold wind whipping through their cloaks as they surveyed the desolate landscape. The once-thriving community had been reduced to a ghostly reminder of its former glory, with crumbling cobblestone streets and decayed buildings shrouded in a perpetual mist. The a...
Postscript 3 - The Danubian Church and its impact on Danubian society (even more stuff that did not make it into the main part of the novel) The Danubian concept of the Supreme Being The Danubians have a monotheistic religion, which they refer to as the "Danubian Church" or the "Faith of the Ancients". Although in theory the Danubians are Christian, by th...
Even the bright Berlin sun seemed to taunt Horace as he was led into the spacious and well tended garden at the rear of Frau Gerda Blucher's grandiose house, its tall impressive walls and mature trees keeping unwanted eyes from viewing the erotic debauchery which regularly took place there. There were many eyes within it that morning however, eyes which had...
As the storm raged outside, the crossdressing traveler hurried into the cave, seeking refuge from the elements. Dressed in feminine attire, with flowing fabrics and delicate accessories, they cut a striking figure against the backdrop of the dark forest. The cave offered a temporary respite from the wind and rain, its mouth shrouded in shadows as the travele...
PREFACE This essay is long as it must be in order to be as comprehensive as possible. However, it is in sections for your reading convenience. The reason for it being so long is to present as many facts and evidence as possible, yet the subject is so huge as to preclude all facts and evidence, namely, that the bible is very much in error, and that it is pro...
Prologue The maiden stood tranquilly, her flaming red hair cascading down her back. The loose, flowing white gown served to enhance the lush contours of her full figure. Her deep green eyes were strangely dull, denying the vigor one of her tender age and healthy body should have evinced. The maiden's bare feet did not seem to feel the coldness of the marbl...
She spent the better part of the hour running her fingers over the top of the envelope, feeling the rough edge scrape her fingers over and over.It was an envelope he'd licked; an envelope he'd stuffed just as surely as one day he would lick and stuff her. He'd eve promised to send her one of his manuscripts. Heart pounding, breath ragged, she could no longer...
Author's Note: So I wrote another one of these. May God have mercy on my soul. If you read the last one, you know what kind of story this is. If you didn't, then go read it (or start reading it, laugh, and go read something that's actually good). What I'm saying is, this story is the most absurd fantasy my twisted mind is capable of producing. If you want an...
Tasha avoided Tony's eyes and shuffled her bare feet awkwardly on the cold tiles of the foyer. Tony cleared his throat and tried to catch her eye with a smile. She returned it, absentmindedly brushing at a lock of black hair that wasn't there. All her hair was still swept back in a white crested wave thanks to the cum-bath she'd taken on the way there and th...
PART I The newspaper was filled with the usual drama of the overnight affairs of the world and advertisers shouted out their customary diatribe of clichés. But deep in the classifieds section, a small ad caught her eye. A local company with an international base was looking for nurses. They were particularly interested in candidates who had practical experi...