Nov 072017
 

VOTE FOR REDWOOD CROSSING ON TOP WEB FICTION

Catalina scraped feathers off of her tongue. Chewing the ends of her quills was a habit she should of kicked years ago, but she never seemed to be able to shake it. The worst part about it were the tinier pieces of feather. She swore that those fluffy, demonic bits were conspiring against her. Why else would she keep coughing up feathers?

A knock at her door offered her a break from her endless paperwork.

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Oct 312017
 

VOTE FOR REDWOOD CROSSING ON TOP WEB FICTION

It shouldn’t have been that hard to find a pig wandering around Stockbrunn. For one, it was a rare sight, and for two, people would’ve been up in arms about it. After all, it wasn’t every day that an ordinarily penned-up creature roamed the streets. Marietta’s presence should have been like a beacon in the darkness, her appearance pulling in people’s attention from far and wide.

“You haven’t seen a lost pig, either?” Ellie asked with a sigh.

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Oct 182017
 

VOTE FOR REDWOOD CROSSING ON TOP WEB FICTION

The feeling floating in her chest—Ellie would best compare it to breathing with a new set of lungs. She flung open her bedroom window to let in the morning sun. Although in reality, it practically seared her vision, she overlooked that in favor of saying she was merely basking in its rays. Because everyone knows to bask is to see black clusters throughout your vision.

Sunflower slept on the edge of her bed, stretched out on her back with her legs twitching from what seemed like a puppymare. Every so often, she’d let out a whine and shuddering snore. Her position presented the perfect opportunity for a belly rub, but Ellie decided to let her rest for a little while longer.

“Aren’t you the cutest puppy ever?” Ellie gushed.

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Oct 172017
 

There’s nothing like getting locked out of your apartment without shoes, money, or a phone in 60 degree F (15.556 C) weather…for 5 and a half hours. I’m so cold… I had to chase the sun for warmth.

Needless to say, because of that horribleness there won’t be a chapter today. I’ll see if I can rearrange my schedule to be able to make a chapter later this week.

Thanks for the understanding.

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Oct 102017
 

VOTE FOR REDWOOD CROSSING ON TOP WEB FICTION

Asking her to explain herself—namely why she was at her home so late at night—unleashed a gate of babbling Marietta wasn’t prepared for. She dug a knuckle into the base of her ear, the onslaught of sound annoying her to her skull. Marietta would’ve expected this level of blue-in-the-face incoherence from Ellie, not her favorite wolf, but Shreya had a penchant for the unexpected.

“You lost me. It’s late and I need sleep. Good night.” Marietta moved to shut her door.

Shreya slammed her hand over hers. Marietta grimaced, her eyes narrowing. “Get Ellie.”

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Oct 032017
 

VOTE FOR REDWOOD CROSSING ON TOP WEB FICTION

“Have I made myself perfectly clear?”

The Elder’s words pierced like sun through thick smoke, the smog consisting of her earlier statements. While Shreya had been gone, Shanti had been whisked off to the foxes in her place. All the blame went to her. And try as Shreya might to inhale and blow away the Elder’s reasonings, she was too choked up to do so.

They’re going to kill her.

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Sep 262017
 

VOTE FOR REDWOOD CROSSING ON TOP WEB FICTION

Zinnia Trotter waited a good hour or so before heading into the night.

At the time she’d been walked home (alongside a complaining Ellie), officers were running up and down her street to corral people back into their homes. They didn’t officially call it a curfew, but they might as well have.

Her siblings were sleeping. Fortunately, they’d missed the fervor of excitement, so they were easy for her to wrangle. Her mother was in the rocking chair she rarely moved from, and her father had yet to come home.

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Sep 192017
 

VOTE FOR REDWOOD CROSSING ON TOP WEB FICTION

Zinnia Trotter recognized those masks, and it was mainly for that reason that she shoved Ellie against the nearest street lamp. Fortunately, in the chaos of everything, no one took notice of her being rough with the heiress. And doubly fortunately, Sunflower misinterpreted it as a “crash into Ellie and pin her in place” game.

“What the hell? That hurt!” She pushed Sunflower away. “What’d you do that for?”

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Sep 122017
 

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Although things between them were far from perfect, Ellie Navarette took comfort in the direction they were headed. She and Shreya weren’t doomed. As long as she could trust Shreya’s earnest blues, Ellie could still fix everything. It’d take plenty of work, but she was ready for it.

Yeah, we always knew this would be difficult. We’re just going back to square one and upping the difficulty level some more, Ellie thought. Her steps slowed, causing her to trail behind Zinnia and Marietta on their walk back to Stockbrunn. Sunflower stayed near her, taking any and all opportunities to not-so-subtly brush against her arm. Her dog’s whining was only placated by brief hand holding, her excitement preventing her from being restrained for longer than that.

Ellie had ground to make up with her friends, that much was clear. Zinnia, in particular, had gotten the brunt of her piss-poor attitude. If angels were real, then Zinnia must have been one of them. Who else but a divine being could put up with that much ick?

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