Google maps says the bus should have been here at 1:26. It was 1:29 at that point. The bus may have been early, but I had been at the stop for five minutes. More likely, it was late. Seattle in the early fall wasn’t a bad place to wait. It wasn’t raining today, and I … More A Fall Sunday, 2016
By Tyler W Golec, She had been awake for several hours now and was meditating over her options. First, she could always grow wings and fly out. It was unlikely she would try so soon after that last time. Second, she could re-enter the Mortal. That was possible, but she felt like this place was … More Chapter 16: Stumped by a Request
by, Tyler W Golec The Saetyr claws barely missed Malick as he stepped back rapidly. He quickly drew his two of his pistols and, Thwomp Thwomp, put silver into the creature. It stumbled back clawing at its smoking chest. Malick holstered his pistols and drew out the crossbow slung across his back. The Saetyr … More Chapter 15: Brightwood
By Tyler W Golec, Rylah had Hospin delivering a letter to Mr. Atwood, with Cyrah tracking Belragh in the Fae. She gave him instrunctions that would take him to this place, she wanted him to just do so occasionally till she returned. She was delaying seeing him in person. Now she was preparing to fully … More Chapter 14: A Gathering and a Storm
By, Tyler W Golec “To Azbier?” Malick asked. “That will take months. I wouldn’t return to the Monastery for close to a year. It would never be allowed.” “I’ll create an illusion,” Rylah said. “They’ll think you died. Then you can return as the thought-dead hero. They’ll bake pies for you or something.” “You still … More Chapter 13: And They Went West
Tyler Golec, “It has been a long strange trip,” said Chris when my part was all done. It all began though in July 2014. “America made me rich!” The Taiwanese-Japanese said again. “What did you do?” I asked, accepting another beer. “I was a bartender,” he said. “I sold beer at a store before … More A Long Strange Trip: Welcome to Taiwan
Chapter 1 A long time ago, where stories like this often begin, in a castle. Its towers rose from the mountainous slopes like crystal spears; as cold and hard as the ice of the mountain that the castle was carved out of. It was warm inside though, where the two sisters played. One had sun-lit … More Princesses of Muerning, part 1
Tyler Golec, The night was old but not over. Azriel felt the sway of the moon as strong as he had while battling the bear creature. He kicked open the back door where the sheriff and his men waited. Azriel smelt blood. Human blood, he smelt her blood. He threw down the creatures arm … More Dark Eyes Chapter 11: Gone
Tyler Golec, The moon was pale and full, and hung high over the night. Azriel’s golden hair was turned to silver. The thick black fur of the beast was draped in black and white shadows of the surrounding trees. It flexed both of its not human not bear arms as it snarled. Azriel stepped … More Dark Eyes Chapter 9: The Bear Man
By Tyler Golec Dreaming of wildfires Stoking them with this Rage filling every crevice Of my just human self Being of Flesh blood and I dream of wildfires Burning this Anything Burning this Everything Burning this Self And here I am on empty But still burning on Fumes of dreams past Dreams coming … More Wildfires
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