Garden of Stone
The arrow pins me to the door by my cloak. I try to remove it, but a second arrow pins my other shoulder. These are soon followed by ...
Stories in which characters volunteer to be transformed or immobilized.
The arrow pins me to the door by my cloak. I try to remove it, but a second arrow pins my other shoulder. These are soon followed by ...
Though she knew in advance what to expect, nothing could prepare Helena for actually seeing them in the flesh.
“So, what do you ...
The line of hopefuls is moving faster than expected. Alkem’s reputation as an efficient operation is well-deserved. Winding like a ...
I raise my hand against my better judgment and a well-honed sense of self-preservation. The team turns and looks at me ...
The drums continue their rhythmic beat as I savor the final minutes of my mortal life. Standing at the edge of the natural pool, I ...
Three hours after closing, I emerge from the changing room. Though the store is deserted, I am not alone. The mannequins study my ...