It was a icy, rainy day, when Father Abraham ducked into Jose’s Quick Trims for a haircut. He shook his black felt hat outside before entering. A little bell dinged as he crossed the threshold and set his hat on a coat rack next to service desk. The lady behind the counter smiled. Father smiled
This story is dedicated to the fuck face at Goodwill one Sunday morning… Lyndon Crallis drove his car to Goodwill because he had a small donation to give. He drove down the path to the back entrance and found a mound of boxes and garbage bags full of stuff waiting to be picked up by
It had been three years since Devon had been abducted by the cutting couple and he had never left the chair or the white, opening-less room. His body had atrophied, he was more skin and fat than muscle and blood any more. He was fed every day, three meals, aside from the cutting, the couple
We last left our heroes in the Southern Woods, where the lovely high priestess Taylor Swift fought off the cunning thief Meg Myers and in return uncovered the truth about the Crystal Tones. We now join our hero in a grody bar where the unthinkable transaction took place. “Your scribe is very annoying,” said Meg
It wasn’t long until the beautiful and charming High Priestess Taylor Swift found herself in some major trouble. Not only was she charged with protecting a lowly scribe, such as myself, but her quest in retrieving the Crystal Tones led her to the mysterious thief herself. It was a lovely day, as always, in the
When I first met the priestess, I was just an aid in the Queen’s service… Oh, I’m sorry, you don’t know who or what I’m talking about, do you? In the land of Musica, which is a place far from the land that you come from, music is everything. It IS. It is structure, chaos…
