The pale pink rabbit, some child’s lost toy, blinked at him from the kitchen chair. At least, he assumed it was a child’s lost toy. It looked like a toy, and it wasn’t really moving. The only real difference were the very human looking eyes, endlessly blinking at him as he rounded the kitchen toward it. The eyes followed him as he crept up on its side, even if the neck never moved.
Renzo pulled himself out of sleep. Something wasn’t right. His room was pitch black and he couldn’t even see past the edge of his bed, but still, he knew there was somebody else in the room with him. It was finally time, he had been waiting for this for so long. He knew he still needed to be careful, but he couldn’t help smiling to himself as he sat up in his bed.
“Renzo Lanese,” came a female voice to his right. It was dark and powerful, just as he knew it would be. He still couldn’t see the person it was attached to, but he felt awed in her presence nonetheless. Continue reading
I submitted this one to a contest a little while ago. It didn’t win. Honestly, I never thought I’d put it up here, but I ran across it today, and figured, why not? It’s a little different than what you might be used to from me. It’s fan-fiction, so if that doesn’t float your boat, consider yourself warned. It’s also Mass Effect fan-fiction. If you’ve never heard of Mass Effect, you may not enjoy this story (you may not enjoy it anyway, but whatever). Well, that’s enough rambling from me, story after the break. Continue reading
“I implore you, your grace, please reconsider,” pleaded the old man walking next to him. He was the future former right hand of the King, Joury.
“I’ve considered enough,” the King responded. He was getting tired of everyone trying to talk him out of this. “The decision has been made, let it lie.” Continue reading