Kymball woke with a start. Shivering from the cold emanating from the man she was lying next to. Boy more like it, she thought as she stood up, wrapping the blanket around herself as she made her way to the bathroom. The man was in the next room over, the same man as the boy she woke up next to. How had her life gotten so confused ( Read more... )

Kymball walked through the dark streets alone, hands shoved into her jacket pockets. Her mind raced with the thoughts of what had happened to her recently. She was finally reunited with her brother, she and Frosty were back on Earth, and the world was saved. Still something nagged at the back of her mind, something was wrong ( Read more... )

Cacama woke upon a dusty street, smells of filth and rot filling his nostrils. He stood up quickly, brushing the dirt from him as he looked around quickly. Memories flooded back, that of an attack, claws, and something else. A burning in his back that Meg couldn’t heal. He tilted his head suddenly, laughter heard off to one side. He ran ( Read more... )

Jason’s mind flickered back to the dreams that Meg had helped him have. Waking dreams they were, voices from the past. Voices so strong that he began to lose himself in them. What was he? Stargazer? Glasswalker? What did the voices want him to be ( Read more... )

The road to Alaska was a long one Cacama thought as he shuffled through his thoughts. Mira was busy playing with the new puppy, Sid, and Karl and Meg were arguing in the front seats about something. Cacama watched the scenery go by on the road and tried to recall all the people he’d met through his father’s work. Aesop Research dealt with Endron ( Read more... )

Cacama continued his walk through the jungle of his dreams. He recalled leaving the pyramid with a hazy recollection and the chanting had long since died from his ears. He staggered through the maze of vines and roots, stumbling here and there as he tried to grasp hold of his thoughts which seemed elusive to him. Off to one side he heard a wolf ( Read more... )

Cacama’s raced through his dreams, his range getting farther and farther each time he practiced. By now he was getting pretty good at this he thought as he rushed through the underbrush and thickets. He looked up, suddenly, and saw that the trees were different here. Pausing he started to turn back but after a bit more running realized that he ( Read more... )

Two men walked through the corridors of the Endron International processing plant. Well polished shoes resounding loudly on the spotless floors. Behind them twelve armed and armored guards wheeled a table upon which was laid a silver furred wolf ( Read more... )

Fangs followed the female through the woods as she ran, this land was hers, but he felt that she was strangely ill at ease with it. As he reached the hilltop, he saw why. A huge factory was laid out, stretched across the center of what was a beautiful forest without it. The female growled and snarled at the monstrosity, before turning back and ( Read more... )

Cacama slept peacefully, his dreams barely more than standing in the center of a misty wood. Thanks to Meg’s training he began to be more aware of the unseen world and concentrated on remembering what he saw here so he could recall it later. As he wandered his small patch of dreamland he felt something else nearby. Moving curiously in that ( Read more... )