Bait – AJ Comsti
Plants told better stories than people. Virn liked to collect their tales like bugs in a jar. He’d often show them off to the village folk who…
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Plants told better stories than people. Virn liked to collect their tales like bugs in a jar. He’d often show them off to the village folk who…
Dear Deity, I keep having dreams of stepping on sidewalk cracks but you’re not my mother. Ideally you would have a form, something contained designed to hold…
A FAMOUS WRITER’S ashes were scattered over the grey waters of the open sea. It wasn’t meant to happen this way. He died of a long illness while…
Felis catus is man’s fair-weather friend, You may have heard. Especially those with coal-dust coats, For man is loath to pass their way. Those lively bundles of spirit…
Content Warning: Blood, violence In the market square of the village was the statue of Saint Anselm, the patron saint of reavers and millers and all those who…
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