Description: "This tale begins... on a night like this...
in these very woods..." At that moment, the wind picked up slightly. "Old Mr.
Tunnatin, a grey Lupe, was hobbling about his yard, searching for his petpet
that had died five years earlier. "
Let Darkness Fall: Part Eight Standing to meet them at the altar was Jeran. He looked the same as he always had when they had talked as friends, except for the pleading look in his eyes...
Waiting for Anna: Part Ten I am a real magician, she thinks at him, fiercely, and the audience is back. Her brother is gone, or maybe he's still out there; she can't tell any more through the stage lights. Anna takes a deep breath, and begins...