The trio left, wandering the street so the bears could get used to their temporary bodies. There were some distrustful looks cast their way and others were openly hostile. Puppets were barely tolerated in the Crossroads. “I think we need to hurry up and leave,” Montrose said. “We aren’t exactly welcome looking like this.” Hamish... Continue Reading →
Searching for Darkness, part five
Montrose nodded solemnly and the three were silent for a time. They perked up when their drinks were refilled. “The Workshop is a strange place. I’m surprised you haven’t heard of it,” Hamish said, looking at Montrose. “He’s young,” Barnabus said, “so we need to fill him in.” Barnabus’ face became stern. “There's an old... Continue Reading →
Illusions of Sanity, complete rough draft
There was a soft breeze that caused chimes to tinkle, just enough to be audible. Much louder were the dogs barking through the night at nothing but shadows and slight sounds. These and other noises drifted through the pale light of the moon. It wasn’t quite enough light to see by, yet just enough to... Continue Reading →
Searching for Darkness, part four
“Settle down, Hamish. I need your help,” Barnabus said. “There is a surge in dangerous nightmares. I think it is a concerted effort to poison dreams. Have you heard anything?” The corgi’s face didn’t seem capable of anything but excessive cheer, even when contemplating something distasteful. He tilted his head in thought, sitting still... Continue Reading →
Searching for Darkness, part three
As they progressed, Montrose realized that the humans were dressed in all manner of clothing, ranging from modern to ancient. “Barnabus, what is the story behind the diversity of clothing.” “People are dressed appropriate to where they are from. Some have been here for a long time, but others are just passing through. Stop staring.”... 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 →
Searching for Darkness, part one
“Why are we here, Barnabus?” Montrose slipped into the bedroom just behind his friend. It was a mess: Clothes piled everywhere posters hanging lazily from the wall, and the smell of old food. He climbed the nightstand to see a sleeping teenager. Turning to glance over the room and the state of entropy made better... Continue Reading →
A Distant House, part one
The air was colder as they had approached the mountains, leaving Nima grateful that Ulrich was so thoughtful to obtain a thick fur cloak before leaving the last settlement. She was still concerned that she heard Selig berating the man the next night. She snuggled deeper into the cloak, although it didn’t seem to bother... Continue Reading →
