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A Lonely Road to Walk
I stand at a fork in the road of life,
and both ways forbode of strife.
I know not which road to take,
what I could gain, or what is at stake.
The urge to step down one is present,
yet I cannot move without your consent.
You may have walked this path before,
but for me there's all things new in store.
And if this path is known to you,
would you be willing to lead me too?
If your stride is firm and strong,
I would be willing to follow along.
But if this path is new for both of us,
I would be willing to venture and guess.
If there's a new path we could beat
then let the victory be sweet.
I am lost, please be my guide,
or at least be willing to match my stride.
Or perhaps you could set the pace,
or walk beside me in this race.
Lead or follow, help me choose,
or else this game we both may lose.
But either way the question must be;
will you walk along with me?
Preview for Angel's Story
She threw her head back in a silent scream, eyes wide in shock and pain, thick tears trailing down her cheeks.
"What's happening?" Sam asked, her voice a grightened whisper.
"They're fighting over her." I said numbly, my eyes not leaving Angel's face. I could feel the wolf stir in her though the word stif was an understatment. Cat and dog, lion and wolf, the two animals within Angel were at war.
"Hw do we stop it?" Molly asked, her eyes flicking from us to Angel.
"We baance her out." Lena answered determendly, looking to Amanda. I knew that look, it was a look that said she knew what she was talking about.
I took the cue, "Tell us what to do." I said, turning to Amanda like everyone else had done.
"We can do a trimurative spell." Amanda stated, straining to keep her tone calm.
"Me and Molly?" Lena asked. The Hail sisters had a biological trimurative with Angel since she was their half sister, but Lena and Amanda also had a trimurative with Molly sinvce the power of all three rested in
Happy Birthday Amanda
"I'm free to come down right now, but if you need both me and Philip, it'll be awhile. He's working tonight and won't be off until around dawn."
"Thank you, Steven, just tell Philip to come over after his shift. We'll need both of you to go after this thing, and we'll need you both to know what it is we're going after. Preferably before we go a-hunting." I said, crossing my arms loosely over my stomach as I looked down at the speaker phone. I had been the only one in the room at one point, sitting at my desk with the phone to my ear, but slowly the rest of the household had trickled into the room. Molly came in first, then Sam, and lastly Lena and Amanda, all gathering around my chair until I finally put Steven Cook on speaker.
"Just hurry." Amanda said quietly, leaning against the side of Lena's desk and looking over her shoulder at the phone.
"Check his schedule or free up some time in the next few days so that you two can come demon hunting with us." I continued on, so
Free ThoughtsI've figured it out.
Humans are not moving at a faster pace than we did in years long past. Techknowlogy as done nothing to speed our pace, it only seems like we are moving faster and doing more in a single day because the world is spinning more slowly than it used to. True there are just as many hours in the day as before, all the clocks say so. But this is because the clocks are moving more slowly than they used to. Like those old fastioned clocks, they are actually moving faster than our own clocks today. Like a windable toy, this world started out spinning fast, but began to slow down, as the toy wound down once again into its dormant state. What will happen when the world slows down that drastically? We'd be able to live entire lifetimes in a single day. But we would blame it on techknowlogy and claim that it is humanity's pace that is responsible for such an occurence.
What selfish creatures we are.
What Not To Wear Undead Editio
"Wait, you want me to spy on Jean-Claude...for what reason?" Anita Blake, vampire hunter, turned sharply around, brushing her dark hair out of her face as she glared at the man across the room. So much for a quiet, non-eventful night.
"For What Not To Wear." Richard said evenly, not as phased as he should have been by Anita's sudden flare of anger. "It's a TV show about-"
"I know what it's about." Anita interrupted, removing her jacket, shoes, shoulder holster--complete with loaded gun--and wrist sheaths as she crossed the room and came right up to the werewolf that stood uncomfortably still. "What I am asking is why do you want me to spy on Jean-Claude for a fashion show?"
"Well...." Richard fidgeted, looking away from Anita for the first time. Big scary werewolf that he was, when his girlfriend was mad, he was cautious; one doesn't exactly take a necromancer lightly. "In a few weeks...he'll be on the show."
"WHAT!?" Anita took a fistful of the forest green fabric of Richards dress sh
Happy Solstice Amanda
I know of a girl,
of the strangest sight.
Her eyes are of note,
bright and alight.
One is green colored
like a snaking vine,
the other, ice blue,
seems cold and unkind.
Green is for growing,
the future it sees.
Cold and unchanging,
blue sees our past deeds.
With both she sees us
as we stand today,
she need close one eye
and can see both ways.
She'll share with us past,
present, and future.
If we are willing
to pay this fine seer.
The doctors office can be a scary place for some; mostly children. But even adults have their fears of the place. Namely the eye doctor. After having observed the beauty this world has to offer, few of us want to give up our ability of sight; even if we have seen the ugly and unkind. Though for Amanda Hail, sight was more precious. It governed her job, her choices in life, and all aspects of the world around her. The day she first went blind in her green eye was quite a scare. I remember the day she first came home with an eyepatch o
To Fall in Love
So I've got this editor, right? Oh, do you mind if I smoke? Good, because I was going to anyway. So, this editor, she's a bitch. A real tight-ass when it comes to my work. It's too short, John. It's too long, John. You're past your deadline, John. Chicken shit. All of it. She just wants to string me along for her sick pleasure, she gets her kicks from watching me squirm. What would she do if I walked? A best-selling author like me could find dozens of editors and agents and publishers that would die to print my romance-genre crap. But no, she thinks it's her pulling the strings, she thinks that it's my job in her hands. I'd love to drop her ass and watch her fall flat on her face in the real world.
And those bastards at her office think we're an item? That we're dating? I don't know why she hasn't slapped them shitless and whipped them into shape down there. An item? Who the fuck says that anymore?! Dumb asses, that's who. Since when does fucking qualify as a relationship. No dates, no
Dragon Makers-Sneak Peek
"Just a few more beads on this one and it's tail will be complete."
"What colors do you think, my young apprentice?"
"Well...it's a fire dragon, so how about blue?"
"And what exactly is your reasoning behind that?" Goiya looked sharply up at his apprentice over the work table, tweezers and wires poised over a glistening mass of beads that had been worked together to form the shape of a dragon.
"Well, the hottest part of a fire is it's blue center." Kandra explained uncertainly, looking away from her masters stern eye, "And for a fire dragon heat is power...."
"Then why don't we make the whole thing blue?" Goiya asked kindly, moving towards the blue beads already.
"No!" Kandra stopped the elderly man with a sudden spasm of fear, "That would be too much power! If we just make the tail blue, it would be just enough to control properly." she explained quickly, "Besides, if we made it all blue, that would overpower our intent and a water or air dragon would emerge instead." t
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