Ch 12--In Which Kes Allyntahl Learnt Several...
Chapter 12--In Which Kes Allyntahl Learnt Several Interesting Things
The Gynandromorph had fallen to its knees, clasping its arms around its head. The Princeling and the Chimney Sweep were huddled together, making small whimpering noises. While in the nearby brush, Kes crouched watching, nervously awaiting a blast of fire, but none came.
Instead the dragon leveled a huge, scalpel-shaped fore-claw at the pop-eyed trio.
“YOOOOOOUUUUU!” It hissed like an overheated boiler. “ALL OF YOOOOOOUUUUUU!”
Kes felt a shiver trickle down her spine. She could feel the rage radiating from that massively powerful body like waves of heat from a blast furnace. She wondered what exactly did those demon-twerps do to earn the murderous ire of this beast. Something very bloody stupid no doubt.
“Oh what am I going to do to you?&
The Visitor From Curtisville--Ch.11Journey Into...
Chapter 11--Journey Among Mysteries
Slowly rising from the depths of oblivion, feeling returning to fingers and toes, Kes grunted, rolled over and curled up more tightly, hugging her knees between her arms.
Something about the atmosphere around her didn't seem right, so cautiously opening one eye she quickly scanned her surroundings.
Awareness came in a flash, this was not her comfortable hotel room nor was it the Moon Agate Campsite. Instead, she was in a cathedral of sorts, the distant, vaulted ceiling barely visible through a veil of rusty clouds. There were things up there, between clouds and ceiling: winged: serpentine; vast.
It was too much. Kes had to look away. She focused her attention on the distant walls, but there was no comfort to be found there. The great blocks out of which the building was made were somehow both solid and fleshy; muscular. They seemed to expand and contract, as if the place were breathing the s
The Visitor From Curtisville--Ch.10Through a Glass
Chapter 10--Through a Glass Brightly
Kes fidgeted with her hair and robe, impatiently watching as Ellery slowly sampled her lemonade. She would have shuffled her feet if it hadn't been for the heavy police dog still lounging on them. Sighing heavily, she ran her clawed fingers through her hair for what seemed like a millionth time and scowled. Just because this homely cur worked as a town constable didn't give it the right to use her feet as its personal pillow. Hell, by the time tomorrow rolled around, she'd be lucky if she had any working feet left!
Bristling irritably, she turned to address Megaera on the matter only to find the space between them now occupied by a total stranger. The person squeezed into that small cramped space was a youth of maybe eleven or thirteen. He had short blonde hair and a faint sprinkling of freckles scattered across his pale face. His choice of garb was rather strange, even though t
The Visitor From Curtisville--Ch.9 Seeing is Dece
Chapter 9--Seeing is Deceiving
The Space In-Between 10:22 P. M. (1)
Lolly paused to rest, and to empty her dress shoes of reeking black ooze. She had no recollection of splashing through a filthy mire during her long run from the Main Boulevard, and she wasn't entirely sure where she was exactly.
Perplexed, she stared as she carefully wrung out her soiled socks. Typically when one was crossing a co