Thursday, March 23, 2017

Vradin, Chapter Seventeen

When I woke up the next morning, I have to admit, I was a little out of it. Nothing felt right. There was too much light in the room, for one, and that stroked the dim throbbing in the back of my head rather the same way running your hand from tail to head up a cat's spine strokes their fur. The room smelled, well, wrong, and I felt kind of queasy from that. The blankets were too heavy, making me feel like someone was trying to trap me. I struggled out of them, only to start shivering as I clambered out of the bed.

Thursday, March 16, 2017

Vradin, Chapter Sixteen

The ride over with the Peaceful in his car had been an exercise in control.

Thursday, March 9, 2017

Vradin, Chapter Fifteen

In the end, Jody swept into the room, shooed Tank out, and with a single look at my expression deduced my dilemma. Well, not all of it.