It was a particularly hot day and the diner had been packed the entire time. I finally managed to lock the door deep into the dark of night after the last guest had left. I was beat, tired, exhausted. I wanted to go to bed so badly, but as I made my way back into Read more

His smile is a strange thing. What could be so strange about such a common expression? I hear you ask.  Whats so special about how the corners of his lips curve gently upwards?  About how his meticulously manicured facial hair moves to match?  About how his nose wrinkles just a tiny bit?  About how his Read more

I have known and tasted many a soul, but there is none like that of Jeron Miles. None could compare to his savory zest. Kind, gentle, fierce. Unyielding in principle. His soul is a siren calling to my own. The harmony we create is unlike anything I’ve ever heard or felt. So close to oneness, Read more

Author’s note: Yes this is about Jeron and Sylus. But hoooow? The books will explain. For now it’s just a little one-off 😉 Once upon a time, there was a little brown bat. Not just any ordinary bat, but one that could travel through dreams. He’d open his mind, close his eyes, and flit his Read more

Sylus keeps a little purple bandana folded in his jacket pocket. I know there’s a napkin specifically for suit pockets, but this piece of cloth is definitely a bandana. White paisleys danced across the fabric. He’s used it far more often than I’d care to admit to wipe blood, both spawn and my own, from Read more

“Hey, Sy, they’re having some kind of festivity over in New Hampton.” “How would you even know about that?” I turned my phone to him. “Internet.” “Internet…” He sighed. “Maybe we can grab Daniel and-“ “Absolutely not. Dorry wouldn’t allow it and I can’t be randomly tearing him out of his home.” I sighed. “Can Read more

We bowed to each other at the bottom of the stairs. A world of steel and fire behind us. He offers me his hand. I take it. He leads me into the center, unfurling his dexterous tentacles like the tendrils of a blooming flower. He spins me out, pulls me back, dips me down, and Read more

White blood splattered across the walls. I stood at the top of the stairs, staring down at the mangled corpse of my mother. I was a child. I was a teenager. I was an adult. I was an old man. I was a corpse. I was dust on the wind. It never changed. The paralyzing Read more

It’s been one of those weeks. Momentum for the cause has picked up. Twelve new Dalafaem have come to La Sombra and each of them needed basic conditioning before they could settle down. It’s terrifying without support. Sylus and I have both been working day and night to make sure they could acclimate. That the Read more

The haunting sound of his vase-like flute filled the air. Sylus was prone to disappearing late at night. He’d settle himself at the table and chairs on the roof of the diner and play for the broken moon. I think it called to him and he sang his song in return. Ever since we first Read more

Author’s Note: This is a little NSFW. Nothing graphic, but there is talk of sexy stuffs. I stood outside the shop eyeing the wares inside between a veil of hanging plants. This was the place. I felt Sylus lumbering up behind me, offering me a hot dog from a street vendor. I smiled as I Read more

About half an hour away from La Sombra was a strip mall. I’d driven past it enough to know it had a grocery store attached to it. I’ve never been to a grocery store. All our food came from restaurant suppliers. Pops always said grocery stores were overpriced especially when they could get high quality Read more

As we entered the massive building, bright, florescent light washed over us. Sylus hissed quietly. Half jokingly and half serious response. Puppy Squid wasn’t exactly comfortable in bright places. We’d walked into the produce section. Greenery stretched the length of the aisle. Fruits lined the opposite wall. Vegetation that didn’t need watering filled bins im Read more

“It’s weird.” Sylus was tilting his head while gnashing his teeth on his stick of gum. “I don’t exactly have masticates anymore and it keeps sticking to my hooks. And not in the most pleasant way.” He stuck his finger in his mouth to pull the gum off his teeth. “Guess that’s one human activity Read more

We were sitting on the couch watching a movie when Sylus started rumbling and grumbling about. I tried to ignore him until he started pulling the blanket off my legs. “Can I help you?” I tore it back. He thrust his head back like the drama queen he often became. “What, don’t like the flick? Read more

I was sitting on a whicker chair my mother had purchased when I was a child, blanket across my lap, scrolling through my phone. My brand new very smart phone. I’d lived my entire 32 years of existence without one and now here I was drawn into the 2X century because Sylus’ SIXTEEN YEAR OLD Read more

It took a full wind up to swing the garbage bag into the bin. That never used to bother me but today it took the wind out of me. I felt tired and disgusting. I could hear Sylus talking to one of the kids. “I understand you had to leave everything behind, but we’ll figure Read more

Cooking is my passion. Work aside, I adore it. Making good food, feeding people, seeing the smiles on their faces, cleaning their empty plates… It just floods my brain with dopamine. Don’t get me wrong, I love making music, too. Where cooking gives me structure, I let music be my time to unwind and just Read more

“What good are you if you don’t understand it either?” Sylus muttered to himself as he sat on the floor at the living room table sifting through several sheets of plastic parts. I sat across the room giggling to myself as he and Qaitax struggled with the build. I knew he’d ask me if wanted Read more

“I’m hungry and I don’t want to cook.” “Sylus, cooking doesn’t even help you when you’re hungry.” “Yes, but accept the euphemism for hunting. I’m too fat and lazy for any of that.” “You’re neither of those things and I’ve seen you hunt.” An exhilarating shiver went down my spine. “You’re pretty scary, actually.” “Thanks.” Read more

I prided myself on being healthy. I ate well and stayed active. I figured I was pretty much immune to illness. Until I woke up to my gut trying to rip itself out of my abdomen. I rolled over Sylus and ran for the bathroom. I heard him groan as I elbowed him in the Read more

Viscera rained down from the sky. Yellow globs mixed with sprays of violet. Feathers and tendrils plummeted to earth. Soil flew from its resting place as my feet slammed back onto the ground. I was up and striking a chord on my guitar, wiping out a watcher as it dove after me. Sylus crashed down Read more

I walked into the kitchen, strumming my guitar. Sylus stood at the stove, prepping for tomorrow. 🎶It’s in the way you smile “What?” 🎶It’s in the way you laugh He looked around. It’s in the way you talkIt’s in the way you walkThat makes me say ‘I love you’ He blushed and laughed nervously. It’s Read more

Sylus stood at the edge of the lapping ocean in nothing but a pair of black swim trunks with little purple squids on them. He stared at the water as it dared encroached on him, an angry eldritch god. How dare nature command the tides? I sat on a towel laid out on the warm Read more

“The old proverb goes ‘you are what you eat’.” “Yes, and?” I already knew I wasn’t going to like where he was going with this. “And I eat humans and spawns which coincidentally lines up with my anatomy being half human half spawn. Therefore, by that logic, everyone is, quite literally, what they eat. If Read more

“Wanna watch me turn a 25¢ bag of dried noodles into a culinary masterpiece?” I lowered my book. “Excuse me?” “Deluxe ramen from a bag.” Sylus held a packet of chicken “flavored” ramen. “What?” I replied flatly. “Trust me. I can make a feast out of this bad boy.” He shook the bag. “Want some?” Read more

I followed behind as Sylus boarded the bus. I wasn’t entirely sure why we were taking public transit when we could just teleport. Maybe we were going somehwere new? All he said was: “It’s something everyone should do at least once in their life.” I’m all for new experiences. It was dark out. Night had Read more

The Arboreal Land Octopus is said to be an urban legend or at best a cryptid. It’s said to be closely related to it’s oceanic counterparts save some critical evolutionary diversions. One would think the Arboreal Land Octopus would evolve authentic lungs and carry oxegynated blood to match. Instead, it has evolved vestigial lungs that Read more

They came without warning. Silent and unnoticed. They carved their way into our society with deft accuracy. Played on our weaknesses. Our insecurities. We let them undermine us. Compromise us. For all intents and purposes, they’d already won. In a matter of days what took humanity centuries to carve out was redistributed among their territorial Read more

An answer must be given. Silence isn’t an option. Acceptance is unacceptable. The answer is clear. Dalafaem, spawn, and Lord. Those with the vision, those freed from their masters’ yolks, and the one who they tried to erase. We of Zero Point. We who watch over the Void’s ingress. We are not many. We are Read more