TCOS: Chapter 12 (1/2)

[CHAPTER 12]: In the downwards city  Lori had only a vague memory of the last few hours.  Or maybe it had been longer than that.  There was something working its way through her system—some drug cocktail or other dissolving itself in her veins.  She both desperately wanted it to go away and needed it to... Continue Reading →

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TCOS: Chapter 11 (3/3)

While Peter prepared to kidnap a hospital patient, his replacement sat alone in The Masque’s house, his long legs stretched out beneath the seats in front of him.  He had been expecting Sir Hugo—or at least his voice—an hour ago and his patience was running thin.  The dancer’s normally pleasant, smiling disposition was marred and... Continue Reading →

TCOS: Chapter 11 (3/3)

While Peter prepared to kidnap a hospital patient, his replacement sat alone in The Masque’s house, his long legs stretched out beneath the seats in front of him.  He had been expecting Sir Hugo—or at least his voice—an hour ago and his patience was running thin.  The dancer’s normally pleasant, smiling disposition was marred and... Continue Reading →

TCOS: Chapter 11 (2/3)

Aidan had been waiting for ages by the time Peter finally came to find him.  They had decided it would be best for the walking skeleton to stay out of sight, and so he had been camping out in a parking garage a few buildings down from the hospital.  Although it had taken the fool... Continue Reading →

TCOS: Chapter 11 (1/3)

[CHAPTER 11:  DOUBTS] When Lori woke, there was a bed beneath her and a clock on the wall telling her that it was evening.  She had no memory of falling asleep, or what had happened after jumping down from the tree; everything was a blur.  But that was how time seemed to have been going... Continue Reading →

TCOS: Chapter 10 (2/2)

It was Peter.  Somehow, this was his fault.  The fool was climbing down from one of the trees as quickly as he could, and a thick stream of fire was following him, speeding down the trunk in a lethal blaze.  In a flash of blue coattails he reached the ground and staggered back, looking up... Continue Reading →

TCOS: Chapter 10 (1/2)

[CHAPTER TEN]:  Tangles The commitment of a psychopath can be impressive.  It took Black Boots only a fraction of the time it took most people to cross the bridge and return to what he knew he was destined to be doing.  When he stepped through the wall of his study, his neck wrapped in a... Continue Reading →

TCOS: Chapter 9 (3/3)

“My name is Lori.” Aidan sat with her on Black Boots’ couch.  She was wrapped in a blanket with a plate of toast and a glass of water in front of her.  He couldn’t have put an arm around her frail form even if he’d felt compelled; she was sitting on the side where he... Continue Reading →

TCOS: Chapter 9 (2/3)

The snow gathered in a glistening burial mound.  Beneath its fine layers, Samuel lay, listless and still.  As his tomb grew, the Ithen with the silver eyes left him behind. It had taken his coat.  The grey garment had transformed from suave regalia to somber rags on its ink-stained body.  It crept away like a... Continue Reading →

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