Black Water
The smooth rock shore sloped gently towards the water, but with no sand or waves it was nearly impossible to see where the rock ended and the water began. The water was dark and smooth as glass, as smooth as the rock floor of the cave, and smoother than any glass a man could ever … Continue reading
The Hunter
The cold air slid between the trees like a snake through the grass, sweeping the branches across the snow like fingers through sand. The hunter pulled his flannel jacket closer to his chin and shivered. The winter felt long already but it was only halfway through. Each morning the sun would barely rise before its … Continue reading
30 Day writing Challenge Day 30
The old man tugged on the string and the neon red light buzzed and faded away. He looked out the window and across the street that was tinted yellow by the street lamps, the night was cold, and dark. there was no one outside to see him closing up. No one inside to keep him … Continue reading
30 Day writing Challenge Day 29
Gondar followed the trail of paint and wolf footprints silently. There was no telling what was happening now, the Lycan could be dead already or worse Mirana could have gotten away. Their trail turned into the forest and the Bounty hunter readied his knife. The brush was thick here and until he was sure of … Continue reading
30 Day writing Challenge Day 28
The bottle clinked loudly as it fell into the pile of discarded glass at the bottom of the recycling bin. The man laughed and grabbed another from the fridge and set it onto the counter. It was hard to tell what he had for lunch that day, it had been too long since he had … Continue reading
30 Day writing Challenge Day 27
Lycan howled as he watched Night Stalkers body fall to the ground. The Bounty Hunter had seen it too and was already sprinting towards the assassin. Lycan re-focused himself, his target was ahead of him, his wolves were hungry, and he could feel his own hunger growing stronger. Banehallow laughed wickedly into the night and … Continue reading
30 Day writing Challenge Day 26
Gondar was sprinting towards the Priestess when he heard the sound of a blade leaving its sheath. He had trained himself to listen for it at all times, and he knew that neither of the hunters that were helping him chase down Mirana carried swords or daggers. Without hesitation he threw his shuriken from where … Continue reading
30 Day writing Challenge Day 24
Luna watched as the man cried out in pain as his body transformed into a wolf before her eyes. The process was incredible to watch, and had she not been fighting him she would have loved nothing more than to watch him and observe the nuances between the Lycan and his real wolves. But the … Continue reading
30 Day writing Challenge Day 21
Banehallow the Lycan sprinted towards the faerie dragon, brandishing his claws, and howling as he moved. As he barreled forward he glanced to his side to see Night Stalker running with his glorious wings outstretched gliding across the ground towards the same point. His wolves were at his side and the bright white moonlight illuminated … Continue reading
Writing Challenge Day 20
Banehallow, the Lycan ran through the woods at full speed, his two wolves holding close to his side. The moon was bright, and there were no clouds to hide its magnificence. He grinned and growled as the muscles in his legs started to burn. The thrill of hunting with his pack could carry him for … Continue reading
My Collective Conscious 