Aidan Writes:             

"Bampton, you still up there? Don't make me pour those faeries down your throat. Again." A breeze caught the tuft of Bampto...

Edward cringed at the squeak of the opening cellar door and the accompanying dry rasping scratches of his wife's footsteps. Her soulweig...

Bill squinted against the glare of the magelight that lit his path towards Billy's bedroom. His son's scream caught and died away wh...

Yes, I haven't updated in a while. I've been traveling. In Scalzi fashion, here is a view from my hotel window. I'm currentl...

I snapped my mustard arm into a sharp, two-fingered salute. The strictures of protocol better keep the emotion out of my eyes. Couldn't ...

Kada almost stepped on Jag's tail as she raced for the door. The ferry always ran on time and if she didn't hurry, she would miss he...

The world isn't always a fun place. Beth and I played at crowned jacks. Her skin was puffed around the ring finger to bulge over her ...