The big blonde came over and stood next to me and watched the magic man do his thing. I watched in silence until the blonde said, “That was something. Never seen fire balls from a warlock that actually looked like fire.”
The shadows slithered like snakes in the grass. I could hear skittering and scratching like the sounds the bugs make on the walls of rundown complexes. Hissing and growling made of guttural sounds and underneath that I could hear voices – distant but they kept the shadows looking away from me as I wretched on the cement floor.
Leading a pack of werewolves was complicated. Leading an entire organization was a completely different matter, but when you throw two of them at a person at one time, it was beyond comparison. I was completely overwhelmed with the new role his life had taken on. Not only was he expected to be some great leader out of the gate, there were people who hated him for that very fact.
AJ finished my story. yay! But we are waiting for the printed copy before we edit and make what changes need to be made before looking for beta readers.
AJ’s been busy writing new stuff and has had no time to think about this. It’s an excuse I know that, but when the bug hits you take advantage of it. I must say that […]
Here are some examples of excepts of my drawing journal (Note: these are not actually drawn or created by me or AJ)