The AddictI slunk through the alleyway in the dead of the night. My addiction needed fuel. I needed the substance of my desire. And this was the only way to go get it.The Addict
My clothes were rags that hung loosely on my skeletal frame. I was so covered in filth and grime that if I were to lie on the muck-ridden street beneath me, a casual passer-by would probably step on me, thinking me to be part of the ground. But I did not care. All that mattered to me was my addiction.
Silently, on feet well practiced in stealth, I crept up to the meeting point. The Dark One would be there, with my goods, as always. He was always there. &nb
The CroissantAfter three hours of a long, boring planning meeting, I was more then ready for lunch. I was in the oil business, and these three-hour-plus gatherings of all supervisors occurred all too frequently for my tastes. Ah, well. Such is life. At least they catered in decent food.The Croissant
I decided to be a gentleman and let the clique of chattering, high-heel-wearing, thirty-somethings go in front of me in the line. Then the next group of women saw that as an invitation and slipped ahead of me too. What was I supposed to do? Cut in front of them and demand that I go first? No, that would be impolite. But before the group of fellow males behind
The Ballad of LynNow once far back in days of lore When dragons roamed the land And faeries, sprites, and mermaids fair, Were seen by every man,The Ballad of Lyn
A young girl by the name of Lyn Was taken from her home A pirate band from other lands They took her as their own.
She was too young! The tiny babe Had only just turned three, But lo! A storm it shook the boat And threw Lyn to the sea!
Lyn gasped! The girl began to sink,
She dropped below the waves,
But then a black-haired mermaid came
And held her close and safe.
Back to her island home the
Makki Chase SceneThe young Makki jumped off the landing, spreading her wings as parachutes to guide her to the next platform secured to the side of the cliff. Her hooves thumped on the sturdy planks beneath her as landed hard. She winced, because she knew the sound would give her away to the Police. The little foal in her arms squalled at the sudden jolt, but Rachelle quickly quieted him. Little Makki were not made for carrying this way; their horse-like bodies combined with a human torso and two rather large wings made a very awkward package, but this little foal was the reason that she was running from the Police, and she was not going to give him up withouMakki Chase Scene
