This is just a short little story idea I had that I thought you'd all find amusing. Only 2,000 words long and made up of several scenes that would be part of said story. The Scientist's Guide to Dating a Mummy By T.S. Lowe/LoweFantasy Somewhere in the middle beginning… The lead broke … Continue reading The Scientist’s Guide to Dating a Mummy
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Raising a Hero–Chapter 14
In the dim of what light made it around the curtains of the window, such as the few streetlamps and stars, I could make out the shape of Gus’s face looking back at me in the dark. “Are you doing better?” I asked, just above a whisper, for that’s all that was needed when we … Continue reading Raising a Hero–Chapter 14
Raising a Hero–Chapter 13
“—CAN’T, YOU CAN’T! Please, don’t die, don’t die, don’t leave me, no-no-nonono HELP! Someone help! PLEASE! Help me please!!” He had gone white. Whiter than he had been when I’d found him, dying in an alley. But, then, he’d been much dirtier then too. His hands, which had been on the sides of my head … Continue reading Raising a Hero–Chapter 13
Raising a Hero–Chapter 12
A passel of kids splashed and waded about in the pool of the main square fountain, probably left there by their parents shopping nearby. They looked carefully dressed in well kept clothes, if not rich, and their limbs had proper weight. What arrested my gaze, however, was the smallest, a toddler, wearing nothing but a … Continue reading Raising a Hero–Chapter 12
Catskin
Catskin By T.S. Lowe Chapter 1: Athena Goddess Athena wanted a brother more than anything else. "But you do have a brother," said her favorite maid, whose disfigured face and body betrayed the kind soul underneath. "What? Where?" Her five year old mind couldn't quite get to the question of, if she had a … Continue reading Catskin
Raising a Hero–Chapter 11
We got our groceries delivered to us from local farmers that Hal had deals with. Which was good, because there was no way any of us could carry enough food to feed all the people we were getting, let alone every day, with any semblance of saving time. But, inevitably, there would be a day … Continue reading Raising a Hero–Chapter 11
Anxiety Doesn’t Care About Stories
Grasping at straws broken plastic cutting the divinating creases of my palm. Tell me live long and may your future be devoid of vomit. Crack open my skull, and peel back the membrane crushing me. I'm seeing. Hallucinating. What's real? You are real, but am I? Nails, through my ears Temples, where God waits on … Continue reading Anxiety Doesn’t Care About Stories
Raising a Hero–Chapter 10
The weather grew warmer. The inn did well enough that Hal set plans into motion for getting a chicken coop. I learned he was one of those lucky common folk who had some magic, water magic to be exact, which was how he kept his inn so blessedly free of pests, which was actually its … Continue reading Raising a Hero–Chapter 10
Raising a Hero–Chapter 9
Oh. Right. Magic. This world had magic. Since I already looked like a complete noob socially, I took time to read the pretty book brother Nehcor had given me during my breaks. You think I could before bed, but damn if I wasn’t tired as the dead every single night. A day of hard work … Continue reading Raising a Hero–Chapter 9
Raising A Hero–Chapter 8
I woke up in the morning with stiff, red hands, not quite blistering, but raw red as though I scraped my palms against the asphalt and twice as painful. Milly tittered quite a bit, but seemed to sense my embarrassment, for she didn’t say anything as she smoothed an herb and lard balm over my … Continue reading Raising A Hero–Chapter 8
