The sun was a dim red disk, hanging in perpetual sunset along the western horizon. To the east the world faded slowly into darkness, lit in places by slimy bioluminescent trails. Carson grimaced, and wiped a muddy hand against muddier overalls. Slime was never a good sign. Things that slimed tended to ooze as well,…
Daily Snippit: High/Second World Fantasy
By nightfall they had only reached the ragged edges of the wood, where the trees still crept outwards into the star-lit prairie. The grasslands rolled out over the horizon, swallowing all sense of distance. Parn and Tuli stopped to check the maps, as the rest of the party looked out into the emptiness. The moon…
Daily Snippit: Urban/Suburban Fantasy
Mark decided it would be a learning experience, although he still wasn’t quite sure what he was supposed to learn from watching the apartment complex burn. The crowd had expanded from just the building residents to include curious neighbors and passers-by. A rather informal gathering, but it looked like the building manager had finally made…
Why I need a Muse
So I was thinking (never a safe occupation) and I said, “Hey self, you really should start finishing some of those snippit collections so that you can earn those shiny quarters and help pay off your college loan.” And lo, myself responded, “Well dur.” And I was forced to point out (rather sharply) that myself…
Chance of a Lifetime (Skipping Stones)
‘Verse: Skipping Stones Length/Rating: 150 words, PG, Gen Pairings/Warnings: None Summary: She had skipped a hundred times before, bouncing back and forth on the colonial cargo runs.