by R.D.Wylder | Oct 17, 2018 | Stories
Trigger Warning: Mention of self harm, mental illness, and character death. This part of the park had the distinction of somehow being both secluded and well-trafficked. A dense, narrow thicket obscured the point where the path diverged; the only barrier between the...
by R.D.Wylder | Mar 15, 2015 | Stories
Am I attracted to her? I suppose I must be, on some level. I wouldn’t even consider sleeping with her if I wasn’t. That’s the first time I’ve allowed myself to admit it. That’s the first time I’ve allowed myself to admit I’m about to let someone who’s a virtual...
by R.D.Wylder | May 26, 2014 | Stories
Red Velour was sitting impatiently in Chief Shufflebottom’s office, wondering what sort of trouble she could have possibly gotten herself into now. Well there was that little incident with the Mayor’s daughter but, in her defense, she hadn’t even been in the room at...
