If you've ever been hunted, you know it. The feeling of eyes following you, the point where the crack of a twig takes on far, far more danger than should be possible. It isn't that anything is out of place. Its just a feeling ( Read more... )

This place? Its rather...loud.

In that way where there is gunfire going off over there and something burning that way, and in general a market-style-thing going on where the entries are guarded by people with large guns ( Read more... )

They say that when you sleep the echo of the child you were shows on your face ( Read more... )

Martin is in his room. This is where he sleeps, although not where he spends the most time anymore. The door is shut, because children live in the bar and don't need to see what happens to Martin on a fairly regular basis, but a light shines from under it.

"Push ( Read more... )

The one that started it...the one after that...( The aftermath )

( Alternate Universe: What if the future could be changed? )

Martin is out by the lake, smoking like someone who hasn't seen a cigarette in three days, and is healing from the sort of wounds that sadistic werewolves make. He's also smoking like an Amberite who is pissed off.

...

Yes, well.

Martin steps through the door after Random opens it, and takes his first look around his father's new favorite Shadow.

Dad and Uncle Julian were much happier not knowing. Uncle Julian's own damn fault, though.

Met a new guy. (Slowtime)