Eventually
Shardik woke to the high-pitched laughter of the woman and growled quietly to himself.
Three flowers, a knife, and the burden of knowing what mercy costs.
Something green.
Every shot taken draws the forest closer.
Nothing but a trail of broken bone and rotten flesh.
It started as a joke, really. Betsy dared me.
Eddie’s fist connected with a satisfying crunch and Haley couldn’t keep from smiling. The zombie’s newly-detached lower jaw sailed through the air, flicking ...
Gwen barely could focus on the oncoming traffic as she headed for home. What a bitch of a day. All I want to do is rip off this bra and put on the give-up pjs.
I relish the fine minutia of perfection.
Mary had a disgruntled little lamb, Whose fleece was greasy and matted And everywhere that Mary went, It rudely belched and farted.
I hear them, wriggling and squirming, first to my left, then my right, and then it filled my whole world with noise. The click-click-clicking of their little...