Kobra was hiding behind his sunglasses again, but it was obvious that he looked at least marginally less sick than before the new year. The tree he'd gotten from Briar was standing safely beside him where he was sitting by the beach, still not willing to stay anywhere inside ( Read more... )

These days in Taxon were short, the sun rising a little before ten in the morning and setting shortly after one in the afternoon. It was also cold and snowy, and combining all of that together it could be difficult to find anything worth celebrating. Fortunately, there were some individuals intent on making making sure there was still warmth, that ( Read more... )

Kobra is wandering through the streets, starring at the tablet and almost falling over his feet. He's trying to find out if there is another forest or lake in Taxon, somewhere to explore. He needs a distraction ( Read more... )

The tablet turns on before things get weird, so Taxon gets a quick upshot glance at the bare midriff exposed at Gwen's hip, underneath her heavy pea coat. There's some shuffling, so it's clear she's on the move.  And then all movement stops.

Gwen hears a voice, smooth and low...and barely perceptible.  But it's there, like a whisper coming from ( Read more... )

"Hey everyone. Um. I don't know if it's just me or if there's a Thing but I think dreams may be coming true in really inconvenient ways. You might wanna try not sleeping, if at all possible, or have someone keep an eye on you if you do or something. And...yeah, I'm gonna need some help here."

Here was a roughly four-foot by four-foot space at the ( Read more... )

Kobra had never seen snow in his life. Not that he had ever felt a particular urge to do so; in the hot desert days he was much more likely to dream of buckets full of ice cubes than snow. Though he would've taken it, if ice cubes weren't available ( Read more... )

Liberty spikes and a neon purple suit.

The owner of said hairstyle and impeccable fashion statement can only stare, mouth agape and looking like a fish out of water. He is a fish out of water. Or at least, a mammal out of the desert, or ( Read more... )

The room was dark and silent. The moonlight entering through the open window - DG, sitting on Glitch's bed with her knees hugged to her chest and her cheeks stained with tears, hadn't had the presence of mind to draw the curtains after sunset - was barely sufficient for the tablet. Not that she knew she was being recorded. The last thing that she ( Read more... )

( Cain, Dec 7 )

Once upon a time there was a boy called Michael, who loved to spend his time exploring the forest despite the warnings of the townspeople and the concern of his older brother. They all talked about danger lurking in the forest, but that wasn't true at all. It was a beautiful place and there was so much to explore! It was a lot more fun to listen to ( Read more... )