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 →

Nightmares

Why am I fascinated with nightmares, more specifically fictionalized, horror-driven dreams. I have long been drawn to mythology and folklore creatures. There is an implied menace in the tales that are fuel for an over-active imagination. Faeries are usually depicted as beautiful creatures with gossamer wings, not the creatures of legend who were respected and... Continue Reading →

Illusion of Sanity, final installment

Laticia and Sonny were in the path of the charging boogeymen.  Laticia took down two, but left herself open to the talons of a third.  The creature’s swing would have done worse than ripping away one of her eyes had Sonny not shoved her away.  His gesture then left himself open to the strike that... Continue Reading →

Illusions of Sanity, part nine

Marley’s fur stood up and a shiver went down her body.  It was so slight that no one noticed but Barnabus and Montrose.  The former from holding her hand and the latter because he was watching them carefully.  A sound caused all six bears to focus on the clearing ahead of them. It was the... Continue Reading →

Illusions of Sanity, part eight

She looked him up and down, noting the tatters of his clothing.  His main sword, the Rook, was gripped loosely. His face was tight and uncertain.  There was also a dignified bear standing just behind him. Barnabus looked from face to face, acknowledging each in turn.  Ambrose was chilly, Sonny’s nostrils flared, and Latricia, loyal... Continue Reading →

Illusions of Sanity, part seven

Lost in thought, it was some time before any of the bears spoke.  It was Sonny who finally broke the silence. “I should not have said that I had fought a bogey,” he said softly.  “This is far worse than I could have imagined.” He went silent again and Latricia took his hand. Eventually Marley... Continue Reading →

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