Squeaky Toy Time

It was once upon a time when it was once squeaky toy time.  The squeaky toy (and many others since) are no more. While it isn’t obvious in this particular video, the first thing that happens with squeaky toys is the death of the squeaker.  Often immediately followed by the tearing apart of its fabric casing…

One Fine Mourning: chapter 3

There was horror in the air. Crackling like a storm just beyond the edge of what the mind could no longer endure. Leranhin could feel it sprouting icy hands along the bottom of frozen thoughts. He stepped backward as those chill fingers raced toward his heart and grasped for his sanity. Like death, pale grey…

Blood Like Water: chapter 1

“No! It’s a stupid hat!” the little boy complained tugging the hat off his head with a determined fist. Hair so recently brushed stood in a flurry at most of the known angles with faint crackling static.   “Well now it’s a sad hat since it heard you call it stupid” his father said glancing…

Raise a Glass

As Mother Lorin left the grandchildren safe and asleep in their room, Erix was there and he asked “so they’re alright?” gray bearded chin nodded toward the door now closed.   He turned to walk with her down the corridor whose chill came directly from dark stone bare between tapestry and drape.   His pace was slowed…

Opposite Day

Peeking around the edge of the door half hid, Char watched her mother swing around the pole in the middle of the room she used for more than just practicing. The blonde woman moved almost too slowly the circular path, fingertips alone just barely kept her posture from crumbling into a fall upon the shining…