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Navezgane: Lines of Fate
Occurs in the past
The eagle circled high in the cloudless sky above him, squawking at him as if he was trying to catch his attention. Something his Kunsi, grandmother, said to him over ten years ago bounced around his mind.
"The eagle, my little navezgane, reminds us of courage and spirit. Eagle flies fearlessly, bridging heaven ( Read more... ) -
Welcome to LA.
Miranda had been so adamant about coming back to Los Angeles. Something about being worried about Hannibal King. Hannibal fucking King. Hadn't seen the man in years and I hoped to keep it that way. Miranda didn't know that I knew him. Miranda did not know many things about me. None of them did and I was comfortable with that. But now it appeared ( Read more... ) -
On Vampires
Ethan Granger, here. I’d say it was nice to meet you but then I’d be lying. Nice to meet you anyway. I have two faces, one for you and then one for me ( Read more... ) -
Chapters written in Sand
My life is written in chapters. One ends and another begins, but unlike any book every previous chapter seems ripped away when a new one starts. More like patterns in the desert sand before the wind wipes them away than a book if you ask me. I do not recall what the first significant chapter in my life was, but I do remember the moment that defined ( Read more... ) -
Double Standards
"An ivory-faced and silvery-haired old woman opened the door. She had an evil face, smoothed by hypocrisy; but her manners were excellent." He quoted from a book he knew by heart.
Miranda crossed her arms against her chest and glared at him. "What is that supposed to mean?" Ethan looked at the slide in his hand and walked toward her slowly. "You ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
Now, now, do not speak so ill of me. Dr. Jekyll and Hyde, you say? No, my little lamb. There is no Dr. Jekyll here. Only a Mr. Hyde walking around in Dr. Jekyll's leathery skin.