After century and a half Kosmos’ ineptitude still shocked me. In unison, the three stared dumbfoundedly at him. He twitched what constituted his head, equally dumbfounded at our shock.
Tart and Sour
Adralith groaned glancing at the mist covering the normally clear mirror. Someone demanded his presence. He glanced at his tart. It was perfect. Freshly baked, vibrantly red, fragrant, and the crust. Venna had outdone herself, and he’d missed the season the last three year’s.
Taste Unknown
“Something’s wrong with this thing.” Lola bellowed.
Nerezza let out an exasperated breath and straightening from the cauldron. “What now?”
Instant Results
Pratt felt crewman Krause freeze after the quiet statement had cut through the ship’s bridge. Everyone on the bridge frozen at Bryne’s quiet proclamation. Pratt coughed, straightening from his examination of the monitors at Krause’s station.
Elevator Ease
Huffing, Emery shoved the unlatched door and stumbled into the conference room. Low conversations stilled as attention snapped to her juggling her pad and loose papers. Heat seared her cheeks.
Banned
Ash tossed his pillow at the system incessantly chirping away. Rubbing tired eyes, he grumbled at the device. The pulsating light invaded his consciousness, unfamiliar.
Two Seats
The Pointless Axe was overfull. Overfull of noise. Of bodies. Silithie grimace, wrinkling her nose. And especially smells. The scents Rotten food, spilled drink, and unwashed bodies was aided by too infrequent breezes.
Silence Please
Alessia slapped her hand over her eyes and a matching sound echoing across the room. Timothy no doubt. Madam Jos Josephine Maria Ziegler prattled on ignoring that thunder clouds held nothing next to the sheriff’s face now. It was as if she didn’t understand the concept of “shut up.”
Wish Unexpected
Belladonna tapped her finger on the stone wall watching her newest assignment sit in the grass a garden away. Seeing her through the wild plants was challenging. Hearing her, however, was simple. She was a fairy godmother, after all. Being able to hear her charges was part of the job.
Night Tales
“Athard! Athard!” The earsplitting chant was screeched by being of pure energy. Finay scowled at the twins unruly bouncing which caused the bed’s frame to groan. Finay snatched Piersym mid jump and pulled her close tickling the child. Mathis, flung himself on Finay’s other arm in protest.
