"The One About the Quiggle" by jack_skelling10 The soft knock might as well have been a sledge hammer banging on the door, so much did it disturb my concentration. Frowning, I put down the jar of peanut butter I had been eating out of and went to open the door. Standing on the worn out "Welcome to Pavilion Inn" mat was a bespectacled yellow Kacheek, looking a bit twitchy and nervous. "Ah, hello there..."
A Game of Nostalgia As you open the creaky gate, you may be surprised by the neat rows of headstones, quite at odds with the generally run down, dishevelled appearance of the rest of the Haunted Woods.
The Legend of Vasnia: Part One Years passed. Vasnia had slipped into a dark era—one that was utterly miserable. But however terrible it was, it was looked back upon with envy after the Invaders came...
The King of Werelupes: Part Five Fanger glanced at her, then his eyes flicked away to stare at a tree that loomed out at them. "I just never thought I'd come back here again. Voluntarily..."