Month: August 2018

  • Making Friends, Part 10

    The Witch snapped her fingers. Sparks flew towards her fireplace, starting a blaze. She set a tea kettle on the spit, getting it ready to boil. “As that waits,” she looked to the girls. “Can I interest either of you in a glass of water?” Bethany nodded, her mouth currently full with another cookie. The witch drew some water from her well at the pump in the corner, and gave it to the girl. “It […]

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  • Making Friends, Part 9

    “Why did you join the Order?” Rafe pushed a branch out of his way, and stepped further down the ravine. Greta ducked under an outcropping of rock and hurried to keep up with him. “Look, you can keep trying to ignore me, but I am going to keep asking questions.” “And writing the answers in reports for your little spy training?” Rafe snorted. “No thanks.” “But we are supposed to be working together!” Greta said. […]

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  • Making Friends, Part 8

    Badgers are actually notorious for their screams. In battle, as children, in parental moments that children are not supposed to know about. They are loud, and occasionally obnoxious in their exclamations. This was something that Theolonius Bricklebook personally strove to be personally above. He was a familiar, and intelligent, he had something that other members of his race did not have. He must persevere and better himself. But when a death goddess of vengeance has […]

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