Originally posted 2016-02-19 08:00:01. Chapter 1: Underground (FWF: Shiver) Chapter 2: The New World (FWF: Barren) Chapter 3: Dinty Moore is a Delicacy (FWF: Red) Amy was moving slowly and there was nothing she could do about it. The topography of the Pittsburgh area is notable for its makeup of hills and trees, broken up only…
You can see the vapours of the heat rising from the sand dunes, and you know that your toes are going to be sensitive to the heat of the near powder soft sandy coloured sand. You imagine you’re out on the Sahara Desert, walking up and down the dunes, trying to find a lost camel…
Washes Away Tears, Emerging Renewed She whispered this each time the lazy miniature tide pushed the bubbly salty water across her bare toes. The rain was good for hiding heavy downpours of sadness, but only the ocean, when she was fully submerged, could steal her salty tears and meld them with the cool brine of…
Okay, so I’m not sure you’re ready for the real story of the bullet holes, but I’m gonna tell you. It starts where any good story does: CHILI. Yup, it was the Mayfair Annual Chili Cook-off Competition at the Mayfair Fairgrounds. People from all around the states were dragging their Dutch ovens*, sure that they…
She waits. It’s not a gentle wait, like watching water lazily lap against the rocks at a shoreline. It’s the anticipation. The nervous anxious dread that bangs around inside her wasted heart. It is the wait of a person who is exhausted. Mortal coils can be brutally heavy to carry, drag, and walk with. But…
Squeek….Squeek…Squeek…Oars dipped in and out of the water in measured, methodical strokes. The creaky oarlocks of the rowboat twisted with every pull, announcing Holly’s presence on the still lake. Ensconced in fog, she paused to listen for the tiny swish of a fishing line, the plunking of the sinker on its descent to attract…
She watched the acorn fall slowly down the tree from one of the topmost branches of the giant old oak. The withered old tree barely ever produced many leaves, but was always able to create a multitude of fun lit hatted nuts as her MoSi had always called after them. Buri-Jaan would be calling her…
Returning to the bar wasn’t easy. I parked and took a deep breath. It had been a long night. Survived another round. I picked up my gun from the passenger seat. Its familiar weight steady in my hands. I was thankful to have it, and my prime bullets, back in my possession. I made my…
How dare she call me a lil demon! I scrunch myself down into the tiniest possible position I can, and my eyes dilate, working out the exact calculation I need. I pounce, not so much graceful as I am flexible, so I bounce more than fly. My teeth try to find purchase in her skin,…
Once a month, Vigak craved treacle tarts. She craved them so much, that she had learned long ago how to make them for herself, and she would make and devour an entire batch during the full moon. A tiny scar could be visible if she moved in just the right angle, in the shape of…
Originally posted 2016-06-24 08:00:32. Chapter 2: The New World (FWF: Barren) Chapter 3: Dinty Moore is a Delicacy (FWF: Red) Chapter 4: Bad Dogs (FWF: Luck) Chapter 5: Hold Steady (FWF: Believe) Chapter 6: Breaktop (FWF: Campfire) Amy was in a nearly blind panic. Her freedom from the four dogs, so recently earned, was purchased with exhaustion….
Originally posted 2016-04-29 12:00:31. Chapter 2: The New World (FWF: Barren) Chapter 3: Dinty Moore is a Delicacy (FWF: Red) Chapter 4: Bad Dogs (FWF: Luck) Chapter 5: Hold Steady (FWF: Believe) Amy’s relief at her escape from the dogs was palpable, but the tears making hot smears of grime down her face were not out of…
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Originally posted 2016-03-25 17:00:07. Chapter 1: Underground (FWF: Shiver) Chapter 2: The New World (FWF: Barren) Chapter 3: Dinty Moore is a Delicacy (FWF: Red) Chapter 4: Bad Dogs (FWF: Luck) Amy grasped desperately at the right hip pocket of her jacket as she shuffled backward from the dogs. Her mind was frantic as she drew up blank…
Originally posted 2016-02-05 12:00:13. Long story, short – I’ve been reading way too many romance novels… Here is my FWF for Red! The day Cal saw the woman in that strange colored dress, he’d thought he had lost his mind. Which, to him, might have been possible: the week at the firm had been…