Not the browser, but a story idea I thought would be fun. Sadly, again, none of the characters stepped up to tell me the story and I only got this far. It has, get this, a fire fox! Oh, bet the title didn't clue you in. Firefox by T.S. Lowe Weights swung about Emry in … Continue reading Firefox

Crazy House Poem #1

I’m sure, once a cloud drifted through asleep on drafts of dreams, warmed by dangerous desert lands where the hungry ground eats clouds for life. But in that brief cool morning, when sun was kind and vicious lands asleep, the fog turned golden, alive in delight that the warm dream could come true.