There Are No Heroes

Marley walked around the group, watching their training with a critical eye.  She was pleased that Leticia was holding her ground against Janice and his axe.  Montrose was showing an equal level of skill against Hamish’s heavy claymore.  With the danger approaching, she was determined to make certain that everyone was prepared for the battles... Continue Reading →

Struggling

That's the whole thing. It summarizes my life for some time now. Everything feels like an insurmountable task or a pointless endeavor. This doesn't just affect my home life, naturally, but also work. I often dive in to whatever I am working on just to feel as though it is a contribution to the success... Continue Reading →

The Court of the Good Folk

Few creatures could find the path to this hidden realm, certainly no teddy bear, but Barnabus knew the route.  It was a quick journey for him, being old enough to have found shortcuts through not just dreams but of places only rumoured to exist in legends.  He loathed coming to this particular realm.  Not all... Continue Reading →

Hunted

The bears careened off the alley walls in their haste.  Never had the trio seen so many dolls.  Robyn was the first to be taken, then Thomas.  Everything after that was a haze of running battles.  None of the bears had fought so many opponents in their existence, but now nightmares were walking the streets. ... Continue Reading →

Thank you

Naturally, most of my views come from the States. It is where I am from and I share links to most of my blog posts to Facebook where some of these visitors come from. but, to those random visitors from the US, thank you for viewing my blog. More so, though, is the great number... Continue Reading →

Weary

I am fatigued beyond measure, both physically and mentally. Life events, poor sleep, and depression have left me desperate for relief. Part of my reaction is to spend more time on Twitter as there are few people there that know me, but also that the varied populace there draws me away from Facebook where I... Continue Reading →

Wilted Blossoms, complete draft

It had been a long day in the cafe.  The shop was small, but busy.  This allowed the owner to remain in such a valuable location, making a living through a volume of sales rather than the cost.  He repeatedly thought about hiring staff, but he loved to work alone, being so immersed in his... Continue Reading →

Wilted Blossoms, part one

It had been a long day in the cafe.  The shop was small, but busy.  This allowed the owner to remain in such a valuable location, making a living through a volume of sales rather than the cost.  He repeatedly thought about hiring staff, but he loved to work alone, being so immersed in his... Continue Reading →

A Banked Flame, complete draft

Laticia jumped to her feet, sword in hand, when the door crept open.  Barnabus stepped in, followed by the biggest teddy bear she had ever seen.  Barnabus stopped and looked around, puzzled. “Where are Marley and Hamish?” Laticia glared at him with her one eye. “Where have you been,” she asked in a flat voice.... Continue Reading →

A Banked Flame, part two

A short time later Marley and Hamish returned, both looking haggard, a haunted look in their eyes.  Marley looked to the bed, then at the slumbering Barnabus.  She exhaled softly and walked over to the corner, pulling Barnabus’s cap low over his eyes, and gently stroked his cheek. No one spoke, pretending not to see... Continue Reading →

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