Where Anyone is Possible
She was known for reckless actions. For shoot first and ask later. Roll out and get it done.
Quick steps carry the kitten from the tavern, stern and angry.
Nobody else seemed to do anything but plan though, somebody had to get things moving.…Continue
Elva sat not in her usual haunts as the moon climbed in the sky, but instead on the edge of a lake, the water rippling in silvery shimmers. The soft call of a bird is the only thing that breaks the silence. The large fuzzball was bent intently to some task.
A good size of drift wood was held in one hand, the other guiding a small knife with slow sureness to shave away at the material, whittling it into the desired shape. The task is easy, allowing her mind to cast back in memory.…Continue
Elva sits in utter silence, the only noises are the ones she makes, the soft clatter of small objects rattling against one another. The Spiderling kitten sits cross-legged atop a metal table, surrounded on all sides by rows of perfectly lined up filing cabinets.
Her hands sift through the wires and chips and…Continue