#27 - Parents Something was edging around the muzzy, fuzzy confines of her brain, insistent and obnoxious, like ants inside her petticoats when she fell asleep outside in the grass as a little girl. Perhaps this was what a hangover felt like. Teddy was largely unaquainted with the Chablis flu mainly because she was rarely sober long enough for ( Read more... )

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#77 - What??

To be fair and honorable, it is best to say that Rachel Serraffield Eisenreich was hoodwinked. Although not in the habit of being a complete sucker, Rachel suffered from delusions that would plague him for the balance of his considerable life. One of these delusions was the quiet and earnst devotion to the protection and aid of the ( Read more... )

#72 - Fixed - Angels Short"So, my goslings," began Demeter Serraffield, a lap full of Baby, who had fallen asleep in the third act and was now curled soundly against her bosom, "What did you think of Peter Pan ( Read more... )

#33 - Too Much

She had said: someday you will want to take some lovely girl out on the floor, and then all the combat training you have had will amount to a sweet nothing, for there are other things besides maiming blows and killing throws that every man ought to know.So Zadkiel had agreed to it, although Duriel privately thought this was because ( Read more... )

#42 - Triangle - Angels ShortHer heart always skipped when she heard the quiet rattle of the service door, even sitting at the top of the stairs with a forgotten book absently open on her lap. She took more time and care going down the stairs now than she'd done even as little as a month ago because she could already feel the weight building ( Read more... )

Should go watch Cake Dance.

http://www.sambakza.net/

Click 'english' at the bottom, obviously, then amalloc. I BELIEVE IN THE STORY OF ONE TRUE LOVE.

And if you know me, you know what I'm thinking about.

#92 - ChristmasAfter all of it they were both quiet, her head bowed slightly so that her rosewood dark hair hung into her face and she lay still, listening to his breathing. The sweat still stood between them, one of his hands in the small of her back, one of her knees pressed softly against the rise of his rib cage. His other hand was in her ( Read more... )

#44 - CircleThis is a story about fathers and sons ( Read more... )

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