Tommy LaFontaine_The Collector_Marked for Death_Fear's Response
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Tommy LaFontaine
CW: drug dependency, suicideTommy LaFontaine had always dreamt of going to other dimensions. No, he literally always dreamt of going to other worlds, and every time he did, he learned something new.For example, did you know there's a place where books read people? They have libraries instead of homes, and rather than dying they become overdue. The entire world is literal, right off the page... so they find the unpredictability and emotional outbursts of humans, quite entertaining. Their leader's name is Dewey Decimal, and they live a very orderly life.Tommy always hated when his astrally-proje...
The Collector
I’m surrounded by his things. That’s what he’s left behind, things. Well, things and me, I suppwww.onedoor.ccose. There weren’t a lot of people at the service. Some neighbors, a couple of old friends, a smattering of relatives. Small but respectable. At least that’s what I told myself when the last of the guests arrived. It wasn’t at all like when Mom died, when the church was packed, standing room only. She had the advantage of dying young, young enough that the sheer tragedy of it compelled people, her people, to converge in their grief. I guess the funerals are always bigger for those who die young, thei...
Marked for Death
* = Frost Thaw is capitalised as it is the name of the third month in the calendar of The Three Kingdoms, equivalent to March in the Gregorian calendar.***Luthar followed Lady Akindra, Ezekiel, Chadwick and Flint into the great entrance hall of the guild. Garrett brought up the rear, as was the order of seniority. The most experienced members should receive bread and ale first, squires second. Only now did Luthar outrank Garrett from Chadwick’s promise of promotion upon their return.The entrance hall was a vast open space, broken only by a small table and chairs set upon a thick woollen rug in...
Fear's Response
Three college students made their way along the rocky dirt path that wound in between a dense forest of tower pines. The day started at a nice cool temperature, but now the students panted heavily and consistently wiped the sweat from their eyes. Ellie led a small redhead who had traversed this path many times and hiked often. Behind her, Sam wouldn’t stop talking, and coming up last was Amanda, quiet and lagging behind. They had one more big hill to go before reaching their destination.Ellie checked her watch. Two hours until sunset, which meant they didn’t have to rush this last part. She g...