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…
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…
The Ridiculous [Marvelous] Adventures of Squid 