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HOBSON'S CHOICE
(This story is set in earth’s twin planet GAIA2 which is about 800 years behind us and is evolving.) The King of Colada was having a shortage in revenue funds to meet the civic needs of the people. He summoned his prime minister (PM) and said “You know we are meeting various needs of our population using funds collected by taxes and levies. However I find revenues are wanting. I want your views on augmenting our revenue.”PM said “Your Highness, I had expected this call and have come prepared. The wizard woman Wizma is also available to tell you about schemes she has suggested to me.” “Let her ...
Party Goes Supernaturally Horrible
Foxes and wolves don’t mix well.Especially if you throw hunters into the mix.A human girl named Bell was hosting her 21 birthday party bash. She happened to friends with both fox-shifters and wolf-shifters. So she invited them both.Her family’s life depended on it.“Don’t try anything little dove, or we’ll gut your parents like a fish,” The female hunter warned.She was the leader, who also had one white eye with a scar across it. Her brown hair was pulled into a high ponytail that stopped in the middle of her back. Her skin was bronze and glimmering tone like Bell own skin. And she was tall and...
If Only to Dance with the FaeFolk
It must be another full moon, new moon, equinox, birth, death, successful bowel movement, or any given Tuesday’s witching hour. They’re in the Faerie Ring. Again. They’ll go to the Faerie Ring for anything. It’s like catnip to cats for them. They can’t get enough!All they talk about is Faerie Ring this and Faerie Ring that. How cool it is inside the Faerie Ring.“It’s just a stupid circle of fungus. Can’t be THAT great,” I think to myself as I sulk by hoping to go unnoticed. Not my lucky night.A handful of Fairies were beatboxing when Nixy noticed me. It’s looking pretty rough. It’s a pond Nymp...
Brixtle
Brixtle knelt under the leaf, watching the human. It was large and slow, lumbering across the glade. One hand clutched a large wooden stick, which it leaned on heavily. The other held a wooden pail which bounced against its leg, splashing water with each step. Brixtle covered his mouwww.onedoor.ccth and laughed.He danced across the branch, following the humans progress. The human was heading down the path which cut through the Great Woods. It appeared oblivious to everything around itself. Its attention was focused solely on the road ahead of it. Jumping off the branch, Brixtle flew ahead of the hu...