Tengu TroubleTengu Trouble By Gage LawhonTengu Trouble
Akita Bakita opened his eyes after the scent of dew and cherry blossoms had made itself comfortable in his nose. He raised his head, black rimmed nostrils quivered, moisture glistening against the bright pinks and reds of the sunrise threatening to burst from behind the distant mountains. His orange furred tail wagged slightly as he gazed upon the forest across the field. Bakita dropped his head to the wood porch once more, an impatient sigh escaping. Next to the porch the cherry tree, aflame in emerging blossoms, rustled as the last bit of night fled the coming
WaveringWavering By Gage LawhonWavering
The Viking homestead of Bramble-tol was emerging from its mid-morning lethargy when the doors of the great hall burst open with violence, pine wood doors swinging dangerously on their iron hinges. The three women therein jumped from their cooking and needlework in surprise as light spilled over the wooden interior. Stout trunks of trees held up the thatch ceiling that sloped down towards the ground. Two men, silhouetted against the brightness of the morning sun, carried between them a third who was groaning and squirming in their grasp. They were dressed in
Will-O-The-WispWill-O-The-Wisp By Gage LawhonWill-O-The-Wisp
There is a swamp about twenty miles off the main road that, in the way of swamps, is quite spectacular. It has not the amount of wet places to be called a bog while still retaining pools of large enough size, and quantity, to be more than a mere marsh. Indeed, this place was a swamp and calling it by any other name would be to commit a willful inaccuracy. What made this swamp so much more than the average was the sheer scale of it. If one were to stand in the campsite which teetered on the eastern edge of the landscape we are describing, no end
Hot TubHot Tub by Gage LawhonHot Tub
Steaming salvation beckoning bliss Churning crucible frothing fire Tentative toes hover hesitantly Pool pasteurizes agonized appendage Ministered masochism discourages deliverance Intentionally inhabiting quelling quagmire Genuine gestation evokes euphoria Reddening recommends wrinkled withdrawal
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