Chapter 14 — Kinkiller

Something above Lew growled. She glanced upward, and saw the pale, bearded face of Meden Rider scowling beneath his feathery headdress. “Kinkiller,” he muttered, moving his hand to his gryphon dagger. “You oughta be the one executed.”


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Why did I think it would work? I mean I guess the flaw in my reasoning seems obvious now, but at the time I didn’t even consider that it might not work. When I found those two little carrot seeds hidden in a discarded packet on this godforsaken junk planet, what can I tell you,…… Continue reading Carrot

Freewrite: Human Garbage Can Vs. The Cookie Fairy

Here is a prompt I found on a writing website: One day you come into work and find a cookie mysteriously placed on your desk. Grateful to whoever left this anonymous cookie, you eat it. The next morning you come in and find another cookie. This continues for months until one day a different object…… Continue reading Freewrite: Human Garbage Can Vs. The Cookie Fairy