Wrote this in a sitting;

[Elusive Space]Our faces flushed and hidden ( Read more... )

( 
The headlines begin to ask The Question, 'Euthanasia or Genocide?' )

Around the edges, that gets closer, it gets dark. He babbles through the subjects of the day, discards them before he eats through the candy coating ( Read more... )

( BDSM and Not )

Life is always a journey towards death, but though death be the final note of our songs it is still one note among whatever else we chose to sing about.

The End Oracle or How The Grandson Killed The KingEventually the day came where the King of Argos could walk no more, and must conduct his final business from his sick bed. The gradual lost of ( Read more... )

When I gave you my home phone number, it was months after we knew each other. It took me a long time to give you my home phone number. When I do, happiness and fear was warring in my heart as we caught our breath outside the dance hall, sitting closer in the cold dark than we would anywhere else, I told you to be careful with it ( Read more... )

Things are always funnier in my head, but that goes for everyone's funny fail, but really, this needs to be saved with pretty actors with funny accents. If you can imagine that as you read it, please enjoy the following LesYay and HoYay anachronistic pulp, and tell me if it's so bad it is good, or if it's so bad it is bad...

Let's Party Like It's ( Read more... )

Cont'd from previous. The set up are vampire guardians of sort, but the story is a murder mystery ( Read more... )

Vampire librarians, vampire guardians, living in mutual benefit with humanity, like two alien cultures who could exist side by side in spite of vastly different perspectives ( Read more... )

[Sonics]

He used to sing lullabies to babies
Or karaokes on summer nights
Getting drunk on feelings
And good cheap sake

Now his pitch can shatter diamonds
He can never let it go again
He opens his mouth in riots
And watch his audience blacks out