This story was edited by "Crazysoundguy". In 1981 Dan Fogelberg wrote and later recorded a song included on the album, "Innocent Age" called, "Same Old Lang Syne". I recall hearing it possibly for the first time while driving home one evening from a business meeting; I also remember damn near driving off the road and wrecking my car. Still about a hundred m...
CHAPTER 28: HEIR Mora wakes before the sun, Rick still deep in the middle of his slumber. Carefully she rises from the bed, wincing slightly when she stands. Finding the jar of cream on the floor, she makes short work of rubbing it into her wounds, a relieved sigh when the pain retreats and pleased to note that her broken fingers have seemed to set though t...
Welcome back! There's bitches that need rescuin'! (Wow... that sounds awful, but makes sense in the story.) :-) For those of you reading The Runesmith Chronicles for the first time I recommend going back and starting at Chapter one. Mostly so you have a better understanding of how things like the magic system works and what's going on as I often reference...
It was nearly time. The Warrior-Queen took a calming breath and squeezed her sister-wife's hand to settle her nerves. The heavy plating she wore was comfortable, shielding her once more like it always did during her time as the captain of the Praetorian Guard, but she feared that the metal would be rendered useless under the gaze of their upcoming guest. H...
Part Four: Man Eaters Chapter Ten ELENA One breath, then another. Adarian taught me that. 'When you're in the shit, and the world's falling apart around you, just take one breath, then another. The first breath keeps you in the present, and the next brings you to the future. You're still alive; you took the second breath. Congratulations. Now, take anot...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This story was spawned after reading George Anderson's February Sucks . He graciously gave me permission to completely fuck up his effort. I wish everyone would read and enjoy this story, but being a realist, I know that won't happen. It would be nice to score the first 5.00 in LW, so help a guy out. Here's a shout out to my "used condom" buddy, aka Latex L...
Thanks to DickMarks for editing and suggestions. ****** I will never understand how I ducked so quickly. Maybe it was the couple thousand hours I'd put into playing digital army over the years. Far more likely, I had a guardian angel who simply shoved me down. Either way, I somehow got my head out of the line of fire in the nick of time. One moment, I had...
Within two weeks, Susannah was floating on a cloud. None of the minor grievances of life bothered her anymore. Her shower still ran out of warm water in the morning and the dryers in the dorm laundry room still sometimes ate her quarters. Her chemistry professor still insisted on assigning seats, which meant that she had to sit in the back of the room where...
Copyright PennameWombat May 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual eve...