‘Betty’s bakery’ was one of the finest bakeries in town with all sorts of foods and treats to delight, it was a small older little italian storefront down on mainstreet. The granny whom tends this bakery is a rather mystical woman as her shop doubles as a witchy storefront given the right key word.
Manasuary of short fiction.
500 years post part one, word finally got out about Bibilonia the capital city. With a letter sent by king yore, Jungle Library requesting the emigration of the Jungle, join … Continue reading Bibilushia
One drizzly dead of night in 1850’s London, everyone except Howard hunkered down to sleep off the storm. On a mission to see if it was really possible to control the mysterious weather of planet earth. He could see everything’s energy field, even the earth’s.. the suns, all energy clusters like he believed there to be, most don’t believe what they cannot see but now he has witnessed this new God like power with his own two eye holes. Firing a bolt of energy at his brother, while freezing him with the other. So he cannot dodge, Automus bouncing of concrete smoking like a freshly grilled steak.
Tom and Merenda race to get away from the bustling city of Manhattan as the end of days unfolded before them. What can two people do against the apocalypse of mindless drones.
Tommy was HK’s 3rd descendent blessed only with the family intelegence, — Crasp was now a modern city like New York, just outside of New Jersey. — Now it runs … Continue reading Tommy) =High-Order= Pt.4
The four clans of yukashi, the dark heart. Mistress of magic, attempting to steal the crown of yukashi and fully spread her darkness and evil.
A small little villages midst the beautiful lush forest, a dilidan by the name of Scott aided the chief in managing village trades and exploration. He was young and adventurous, one day his travels led him to the ruins of the village lyrda from the Great Vulcanic episode a few years ago.
1962 humanity was in mass hysteria, the streets of zelgar ravaged with riots. Humans against humans.
Thee Thnee was a small town of – goofy: bipedal: clicking furries, homely and inviting they wern’t when I walked through the wardrobe door. This world was unlike our own it was animated, there was a bakery pumping delicous smells, a grocer full of goods and furries. Down the way some was about 20 or so houses all different colors and shapes.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Daniel Parker. Daniel was a patient teacher with fat warts and pointy fingers.
I simply followed hoping it would be painless, at the middle fire I counted heads there was only a half dozen of us, “Alright campers, this is Anna she will be camping with you,” the man introduced me.
The Traveler was a mysterious man, he wore a black fitted suit for his slim-thicc build, a red tie fastened around his neck, finnaly a black tophat upon his round head, his face starkly similar to a coffin wearing round metal-framed glasses.