the rambles of a paper sister
Sometimes you gotta give yourself a break from novels and pick up a comic or three. It gives me the chance to squeeze in a bit of reading without burning up too much of my busy schedule. I don’t have to worry about cliffhangers or getting sucked into the story knowing I have to stop… Continue reading First Impressions: Monster slaying, World hopping and….Spider-Man
Lightning flashed through the sky, striking the rod erected near the center mast of the ship. The vessel shook as the lightning traveled down, catching along the many cords laced across the ship as the disrupted currents hit the secondary engine, pushing them forward. The very storm that could kill them was the only thing… Continue reading Mermay: Steampunk
"Your name's Libertus. You fight for whoever wants you." A new name, a different dimension. "Lesley is a unicorn framed for crimes he didn't commit. He is sentenced to serve midst a Witch's War alongside creatures of the dark, a scenario that surely sets him up for a swift and brutal demise. In his desperation… Continue reading Little Foolery’s Libertus Rubedo
Donnen glared at the kid. “I’m a city guard. And so are you, recruit. Nobody gets away with murder while we’re on duty.” Jevlan stood a little straighter. “What do we do, then?” “The captain wants proof.” Donnen smiled. “We bring her proof.”
As I was driving home, I thought the weird noises were coming from my car but it was just random things in my vehicle. The green and white tassel hanging from the review mirror brushing against a plastic cup. Static from the radio as another station tried to cut in. The shadowy figure sliding further… Continue reading 2:49 a.m.
"Popshot is an illustrated literary magazine that publishes short stories, flash fiction and poetry from the literary new blood." The future may seem frightening and full of evil, and maybe it is to an extent, but we often forget that the media isn't representative of the real future. The future is when you wake in… Continue reading Popshot Magazine: The Future Issue
“It was snowing and the forest was silentShe turnedand began to speakbut I couldn’t hear the wordsThe sounds that issued forthshed my wolf skinand we made loveThe crunch of boots on snowa gunshotwefled”Where have you gone? November138 Years Later The bouncer was a mountain of a man. Once he recognized me, his eyes set into… Continue reading Tame
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