Buying Shares In Our Future "Dear friend, you have me all wrong! I’m not selling paltry investments! No, I’m selling shares in FUTURES!”
An Ounce Of Doubt And Reciprocity Sam set the money down. A crooked smile curving her lips. “I *knew* you were under-charging me last time. First hit is cheap, eh?”
Truly Welcome In The Empty Nest Mattie hugged their best friend tight and forced a smile. Settling into a new home was never easy, but...
Halfway To A Saint Susan folded her arms and scrutinised the kindly, somewhat doddering figure. Not at ALL what she’d expected from descriptions of Anna the Devoted.
Gifted To The Forest “Sophie, dear, what’s wrong?” Forest Mother asked, her beady eyes squinting as dozens of mandibles shifted and clicked into a shape resembling a reassuring smile.
The Hand Of A Punchbowl Angel It was one of those nights where Monty wasn’t sure whether he’d run away from home. It wasn’t like he’d decided to never go back, he just… he didn’t want to be in that house right now. For the third night running.
Kittens At Rainbow Dive Joel had been running a queer bar for half a century, and he knew trouble when it swaggered in the door. Dumbass kids.
The Heady Scent Of Clarity A demure sign promising magic. An impulsive diversion from her journey home. Now Sam has to decide what she truly wants.
The High Harbour Inn The High Harbour inn sat at the centre of what had once been Tempest Valley. The legendary thousand-year storm quietly quelled by the couple who’d made this place their home.