Doll Trouble – Part Two

The next Saturday afternoon, Raven went strolling idly through the park with Crow on his arm. They were promenading in their lolita and aristocrat personas through the rose gardens, by the tea house, around a lake, and back towards the…

Doll Trouble – Part One

“Flying Fish!” The warning came from a 3-year-old girl on the other side of the fountain. A ragdoll arched through the air, bounced off the parasol of a gothic lolita living statue, over the head of a busker playing a…

Doll Trouble – introduction

Our next tale will be Doll Trouble and will start posting on Thursday. The Hina Matsuri (Doll Festival) is celebrated on March 3rd in Japan and is also known as Girl’s Day. Contemporary celebrations center on a special feast for…

M.U.S.E. Part 8

The warm wind carried the scent of olive flowers. Cold stone pressed against my cheek. I sat up slowly. “Ah, good. She finally wakens.” Melponmene. I blinked in the bright afternoon sun. My head hurt and my skin was on…

M.U.S.E. Part 7

Slipping into shadow, I focused on Ben’s creative spark and used it as a beacon to guide me to him. I stepped out of the shadows and into his hotel room. “Ben, listen.” He spun around, dropping the whiskey bottle…

M.U.S.E. Part 6

I left Ben catching his breath while I wandered around following the fragrance of unclaimed talent. As fun as Ben was to inspire, I still needed fresh cattle. I spent the rest of the afternoon in the con suite. Nothing…