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As Lovely As A Tree: Part 2 by Sarah Hayes
There were no clocks in Yulia’s room. The only indicator of time she had was Elzie leaving. Elzie was the night shift nurse. When Elzie left, and Bonnie appeared, it was only then Yulia knew that outside the sun had risen and the night had officially shifted to day.
Yulia’s doctors wore complete suits of protective gear every time they examined her, which wasn’t very often. They left most of her care to the nurses, Elzie and Bonnie. Bonnie would appear with her bright red hair braided and wrapped around the top of her hair like a halo, freckles blooming across her face and arms. Her round glasses round had thick lenses, likely bifocals.
My back ached, and my fingers cramped, but I kept cutting. Would these Beings fly? Walk? Slither? Lope?
Londe was with the foals; night had fallen, and they were sleeping. I couldn’t manage. I sharpened stakes over and over. Some were hidden among the forest, just in case our followers were trying to come from an unexpected path. I’d placed some higher up, tied together on branches in a spray of spikes, and hanging with braided cording. One jerk and they’d swing with deadly accuracy through the air.
We’d dug some holes, again lined with spikes. Wenn and Tinn had
Phases of Moon: Part 2 by J. Alan Veerkamp
The dread welling in his chest tried to claw its way into his throat. The faint whisper of hope he’d clung to had disintegrated into rotting bits of discarded cloth.
Not far ahead, a small clearing bathed in moonlight was visible through a break in the trees. It had to be close. It had to be here. The seductive lunar glow should draw it right to this place, a midnight siren song impossible to resist. First night of the full moon.
Jimmy crept towards the clearing and paused when he heard a faint growl mixed with something else unnatural. An insidious chuckle no human being should be capable of making.
Super Trooper #18 (3.4) by Julie Lynn Hayes
A warmth stole through Evan at Chan’s words. He knew he was smiling again, but he couldn’t help himself. He wanted to believe… wanted to follow his gut instinct which told him there was something real between them. Something they could nurture into maturity and—dare he hope—into something solid, something lasting.
He couldn’t remember the last time he’d dared to dream of a future with anyone. Past experience had led him not to expect a happily ever after, at least none where he was concerned. Nothing in his past had prepared him for being part of a relationship, and he’d always voided such entanglements before, and yet here he was…