I set the box down outside my door and seek the key. School is out for the summer and I had a few things I needed to clean up and today was as good as any day for it. There's an odd sound on the other side of the door, but I don't really think anything of it ( Read more... )

Friday brought about several larger dinosaurs that made larger entrances to the village. The forest seemed to have several dino-made partings from the forest in which the trees were either trampled over or lean to the side as if they were actively digging their roots into the ground to hold on ( Read more... )

Glaurnaneth had been flying over the village. Not a common sight, but little children no longer run indoors when she passes overhead.

While she'd been flying, she spotted a Raptorex.

Curious, she stooped at it, nearly killing the thing in terror when she'd caught it.

Now she holds it pinned down in her (still draconic) hand and rumbles at it. ( Read more... )

Glaurnaneth and Faramir can be found together in the park. The Dragon is probably more noticable, as she is in her Draconic form - 200' long, with an equally massive wingspan, though those are folded against her back at the moment - curled up in the grass ( Read more... )

Sleeplessness wasn't usually a problem for Draco. He was a busy man, directing people throughout the village like a the conductor of an orchestra. After all of that, for someone that ran on four to five hours a night, one might think sleep wouldn't be a problem at all. Usually it wasn't. Usually, Draco fell asleep quickly and woke up on time ( Read more... )

Glaurnaneth had stalked through the village the next day, searching for where Dr. Lecter might be found. She discovered his wine shop later in the day and watched the comings and goings as carefully as any hunter of prey might, though the Dragon wasn't hungry ( Read more... )

It was nearly seven, Hannibal had just finished setting the table for his guests. The appetizer salad was sitting at each place setting with all of the appropriate silverware, napkin, and wine glasses. He had a variety of bottles prepared for this evening, four were specifically paired with each dish for any of his guests that enjoyed wine. He ( Read more... )

At noon, Stefan was sitting outside of the cafe enjoying a glass of red wine, and a plate of pasta primavera. He wasn't scheduled at Fangtasia until the evening, so he was relaxing by himself outside. The sunshine, he saw as a blessing. Despite weather having much less of an effect on him compared to what it did to humans, he cherished warmer days ( Read more... )

... not when they can, apparently, out-argue a Dragon ( Read more... )

That he now had bookshelves and a chair that sat next to a fireplace in which to read was a marvel. At first, the creature had crouched in his room long after the workmen had left, not daring to touch. It was only late that night when he'd lit the fire, sat in the chair, moving it to place it just right. He hadn't slept; it felt too decadent, too ( Read more... )