Story Shards: Samples of Slash

Nyarlathotep sighed as Cthulhu took him into his arms, his tentacles caressing him. "Shall we visit madness?" breathed the priest softly. Nyarlathotep only howled in response as his idiot flute players played amorous tunes.Hitokages claws grazed Red's stomach, and the boy fought back a scream. Any noise and Green might wake. Red didn't think he's appreciate his lover going behind his back with his own pokémon, but then Green never did seem to appreciate Hitokage for the beautiful creature he was. His scales shone in the dim firelight as Red breathed,
"Hitokage! Oh, Hitokage!"

Bozo looked deep into Superbia's flawless blues eyes. "I should probably clean myself up and-"
"No." The tall man's voice was like music, and Bozo drank it in. "Leave the makeup on."
"Well, if you-" Something in his dressing room mirror caught his eye. A grizzled man twirled a sawed off shotgun in the moonlight just beyond the open door.
"Jacques!" Cried Superbia.
The evening had just begun.

Story Shards: 1337s & Levers

"Oh lol," laughed Evita, plucking another hor d'oeuvre from the tray. "Vincent, you really are almost too droll."
"Thx, my dear, thx. But tell me how your Reginald's oil prospects are coming. I heard he had procured quite a large drilling site in Brazil. From Charles here, if I'm not mistaken."
"Hax," murmured Charles under his breath. He took a large swig of champagne. It would be a long night.
Evita glared at him. "O rly? Pics or it didn't happen!" Charles sighed, defeated. Evita continued, "Well, it won't be easy to drill for a while. The natives seem to fail to realize that all their base are belong to us." She caught a faint curse from across the room, and turned to see Reginald fighting of an extraordinarily long feline.
"No, you may not haz cheezburger!"
"It seems I need to go rescue my husband. The party was grand though. Simply grand." Evita began to leave when Vincent's voice stopped her.
"Kthxbai."

"Thus, if a lever long enough can move the world, a lever long enough could move the universe." The keynote speaker droned on, as the entire summit began to nod off. Irene D. Powd actually slept for a short time, before waking to the ominous words from the speakers. "...Metaphysical enough could move your soul." Irene felt a horrible wrenching in her gut as laughter boomed from the speakers. The speaker was pushing one finger downwards on a small point just beyond the physical universe. The mechanical advantage was too great, and Irene felt her soul slip away.

Story Shards: Fires & Flight

The fires' glow cast her reflection into sharp relief. A single tear rolled down her cheek into the puddle. A spot of black in an ashy pool. She remembered what she had been told. She could see Vlad's face as clearly as she had that fateful night, his dark eyes gleaming. "Never read from the book. No matter what happens to me, don't call forth what lies within." He turned and leapt across the railing. She reached out a hand to stop him, and the sting of flame brought her back to the present.



I finally found him in the summer. I was in the field, at the tree where we had played as children. With nowhere to go, I laid on the grass and began to drift to sleep under the stars. As my vision began to blur under the veil of sleep, a star disappeared. My muscles tensed, and my consciousness roared back to life. It seemed such a small thing, but to the animal within, the absence of a star on a clear night bodes ill. As I watched, more stars vanished. y heart beat faster and I tensed to run. But I needn't have worried. The stars never left, they just became hidden behind something grander, something more than they could be. He alighted next to me, smiling. Without a word he reached out his hand. I took it, and we began to rise. I didn't ask where we were going. It was enough to know it was away. Together.