Twas the night after Christmas, when all through the houseblood was dripping and pooling in puddles far more than an ounce.Ears were hung down the(more…)
Twas the Night After Christmas
Month: December 2020
Build A Better Mouse Trap
Her long curly hair bounced out of the messy bun which previously held it as she ran. Lifting her legs as high as she could while still maintaining her speed. She thought of her Jujutsu classes, of knee strikes. Anything to keep her from tripping over the debris.
Black as the Night: The Raven & the Cat
I heard you, the cat said to to bird. Obviously not. It flapped its wings, shrugging off the feline’s hairs. Obviously not, or you’d be(more…)
