Maorrighan rubbed the back of his neck, his shoulder blades relaxing as the building seemed to relax. His eyes flashed and the dusty yellow lights floated a few feet above the table. He dimmed the electrical lights using the switch on the wall. Soon, he would be open. The sun would set, humans trapped in…
EJ 1: After the Store Closes: The Broken Cripple, The Talking Mute and… Why Gnomes are Fantastic
EJ hated the rain, just as much as a clear night sky… for very different reasons. He sighed as he shook out the hoodie, water droplets twinkling stars. Whenever it rained, he could feel his entire body ache and stiffen. His movements would slow, his hobbling limp even worse. But his mind would still, calm…
The Ghost – 1. Tick Tock
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. It always echoed deep in the back of his mind. The moment when death moved so slowly and he had all the time in the world. He had waited and fought for as long as he could. If only she had been there sooner. If only she…
4. Of Broken Things, Cripple Things and Spells That Don’t Work
EJ was glaring at them from behind the counter. Squid held his arm and let her other hand hover above the inside elbow. He was a fragile human – barely surviving after he took a tumble off a building’s roof. Screws, plates, pins and rods were the only thing keep him together. [Unlike Humpty Dumpty.…
3. The Dog, The Witch and the Speeding Ticket: Or why Squid is not allowed to drive. Especially in a fancy fast car.
Squid rubbed the back of her neck, her face blank. She looked up at Cerberus who seemed to have a three way conversation with himself. No doubt debating whether or not to bite Maorrighan. Each head, she remembered, had a distinctive personality, but it was the one in the middle who was more or less…
2. The Witch’s Bar
Squid rarely used taxis. The last time she did, it just about started a race war between werewolves and goblins. So, taxis were out and she was not going to explain it further. Bikes were an absolute menace whether or not one was riding them or beside them. Her motorcycle was in the shop after…
1. The Incessant Ticking of a Chattering Ghost
Whenever the ghost actually shut up for a few blissful moments, Squid could take that time to center herself. She sat on the bed, legs crossed, eyes closed as she took in deep breaths. On days like this, when the world was pretending to behave, she could have a microsecond of a moment for herself.…
The Ridiculous [Marvelous] Adventures of Squid 