Mental Vixen Sanity is in the mind of the beholder

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Two Worlds One Life

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[...]There is, in fact, a knight of sorts in this story, though his princess is a far cry from the graceful damsels of the court. And there are wizards, and magic, and even fire-breathing dragons. So perhaps once upon a time is somewhat appropriate.


The Vixen and The Bear

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There was a tale, once. Long forgotten, and scarce muttered save for times when the nights were long and only the warmth of a loved one could stave off the bitter cold.

In the time long past, when Gods and Goddesses were aplenty; when Human and Animals mingled freely with one another, with the latter able to assume human form. It was a time of legends.

One Shots

Drunken Wings, Sharpened Swords

He knew his mission. It was so simple. Nip into a house, entice a mortal child, waltz it out and leave a stick in place. How hard was that? In his many lifetimes, he would have scoffed at the act. Scoffed, and would even have blown raspberries on it if such an action wasn’t beneath one such as he...

Home

Yes, it’s a sad song fic. Yes it’s based on Micheal Buble’s song “Home.” Dedicated to two of my best friends, and of course Ash.

A Small Tribute

Dedicated to my grandfather, who passed away mid-2005.

In The Still Of The Night

Tiny hands clutched at her mother's sleeve, her violet gaze darting all over the room as though searching for something. She knew something was amiss. She had known it all the time, for as long as she could remember.

It was out there.

Peter Pan Prologue

A young boy stands in the middle of the playroom, his form silhouetted against the wide-open window. All around him, toys are scattered upon the floor, though most are broken and long dull in colour from age. Cobwebs glint in the moonlight.

Everything is cast in silver and black. Black and silver. Shadows and shimmers.

And I Waltz Past, With The Whisperings Of A Muse In My Ear

Words are limiting and you cannot tell the perfect story with just words. If only words had colour and sound and smell and feel included in them. If only these words could overwhelm all your senses to bring you into that perfect moment, that perfect scene.

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