The Nightmare Plague: At the Crossroads

The night was soft, gentle, easily lulling people to slumber, And yet, a rumble came through the distance, The sound swelled, as a great tide before crashing into the shore, What may have been thunder took on something less welcome, That of a multitude of horsemen, all too familiar to those whose ears it touched,... Continue Reading →

Eyes of Violet

Marley was leaning back on a rock staring into the distance when Barnabus returned.  Although he made no sound, she always knew when he was near.  He sat and leaned on the rock just close enough for their shoulders to touch.  She turned her head and looked at him out of the corner of her... Continue Reading →

There Are No Heroes, Complete

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 →

Misplaced Faith, part two

Hamish, Ambrose, and Sonny followed Marley through the Crossroads.  Eventually they arrived at a door decorated in finely carved wood and pastels.  She entered without hesitation and the others trooped in behind her.  The inside of the door and frame, though, were rotted, green with mold and decay. Their surroundings were a bucolic neighborhood, the... Continue Reading →

An Unexpected Guest, part two

Once back in the hallway, the creature had disappeared.  It was still too alien to reliably follow, but Barnabus knew they would meet again. He began to wander the halls, looking to see what kind of ship he had stowed away on.  After a while, Barnabus felt something that must have been masked by the... Continue Reading →

An Unexpected Guest, part one

Barnabus was enjoying the flight, partly sitting in the dreams of the passengers and partly in the plane itself.  It was intrusive he knew, but some were having a terrible trip so he felt the need to tinker about to take the stress off their rest.  They were somewhere over the Atlantic, though, when he... Continue Reading →

In Pursuit of Salvation, complete draft

“I warned you.”  Hamish’s voice was soft, lacking in accusations.  He knew the situation was beyond the bear’s ability to foresee.  He and Barnabus stood over Montrose’s comatose body, the sounds of the cafe drifting up through the floor. They stared at their friend, willing him to awaken, but nothing could rouse him.  Every attempt... Continue Reading →

In Pursuit of Salvation, Part Five

“It’s still close.  Somewhere in the neighborhood, I think,” Bilal said. “We’ll have a better chance with greater numbers.,” Teddy said.  “Bilal, this is Barnabus.” Bilal approached warily, examining Barnabus with curiosity. “So, you are him, then.  I have heard much of you.”  Bilal’s voice was soothing. Barnabus felt calm in the bear’s presence. “Probably... Continue Reading →

Voices Within, complete rough draft

He chose the blue paint.  The color reminded him of their trip to the ocean.  It wasn’t the vivid blue he expected, certainly not like that in the books he grew up with.  But, on the one day of clear weather, the sky was brilliant with shades of blue mixed with whites and greys, contrasting... Continue Reading →

Searching for Darkness, part two

Nothing was visible below them but clouds, the rush of wind ruffling their fur.  The wind was strong enough to stop Montrose from screaming in shock. He could just hear Barnabus say:  “This hasn’t happened in a long time. Get comfortable. This could take a while.” Montrose looked at the bear, his eyes wild.  Nothing... Continue Reading →

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