Slip in Time – Chapter 18
In the time Harry was recovering from his ordeal, he thought hard about the things he read and had been told about werewolf transformations. The idea that he had lost control of himself in such…
In the time Harry was recovering from his ordeal, he thought hard about the things he read and had been told about werewolf transformations. The idea that he had lost control of himself in such…
~ by Laura Cynthia Chambers Captain’s Log, Stardate (insert here): Doctor McCoy was able to stabilize Descin and remove the dagger from his shoulder. He expects the man to make a full recovery. As for…
November 7, 299 Sansa woke to the feeling of the sun against her face. She yawned, stretched, and rolled over, her bare feet finding purchase on the icy floor. There was no fire in the…
~ by Lawrence Hall Sunflowers do not bend toward the Sun; they genuflectWhich is exactly right for morning prayersThey have waited in place throughout the nightFor His morning and, true enough, He comes (more…)
Kashif gazed out over the wind-sifted sands, making out the hazy silhouette of the city against the glowing red of the sunset sky. He felt both exhausted and stimulated, too tired to keep his eyes…
In the fictional realm of Swan Lake – a well-known and beloved ballet composed by Peter Ilyich Tchaikovsky – lurks an evil presence. Despite the fact the main heroine, Odette, takes the form of a…
~ by Chris S. (alias WerewolfKing350) The next few weeks brought several awkward meetings with Headmaster Dumbledore. These involved lots of planning and preparing for the next full moon. There were a lot of little…
~ by Laura Cynthia Chambers Todar blinked several times, trying to clear his vision. He lifted his head, his dazed expression changing to one of grim triumph. “He is no longer with us, then?” the…
November 6, 299 The morning found Sansa at the tea garden, sitting on the stone wall and staring out at the sea. It was hazy this time of day, the clouds kissing the waves and…
~ by Lawrence “Mack” Hall And so, he sweeps, against the blustery winds that blow his efforts back into the cold, across the parking lot and far away; cigarette ends and plastic straws adrift (more…)
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