First Change
Raised by the pack, we didn’t know about the Change util it happened to my friend Brown Ear.
Raised by the pack, we didn’t know about the Change util it happened to my friend Brown Ear.
Driving late at night
I found the perfect spot, for us to share a final gaze
rain in late summer
Legato and Mezzo flew as if their wings were aflame, knocking baskets of gathered berries to the forest floor far below.
I closed my book and tossed it aside.
Jack and Jill lay on the hill
The Cessna’s wings clipped the tops off several jack pine as it thundered through the brush on its way down.
Riding the hover train this time of night always made me sleepy.
Dwaithelord — an honorific for the tribal leader of a coven of dwarven wraith soul stealers.
Captain Nestor breathed a sigh of relief as his yacht left the hanger bay of the Vindictus.
Peter wanted a smoke.