In Pursuit of Salvation, part three

Barnabus traveled the dreams and nightmares of one person after another, traveling to someone seated in an airplane.  He materialized in an unattended corner, staying there through the flight, listening to the dreams and nightmares, addressing the latter as needed.  The flight was long, arriving in Europe later, where he resumed his dream journey until... Continue Reading →

In Pursuit of Salvation, Part Two

“You must go to the other side of the world to the King’s Quarters, the place Ptolemy conquered, and the place of wonder carved into the cliffs.” “How helpful,” he said sardonically. Stratha began to speak again, but Barnabus had already turned to the leave.  Her words trailed off as the door closed on them.... Continue Reading →

Searching for Darkness, part six

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 →

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 →

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