Laura began the process of drawing the intricate sigil on the floor. The faun had never tried a ritual like this, but she had talked it over with Sariel and her angel friend had assured her that it was safe. A book theorized that it was possible to draw someone from Nina's soul realm and let them exist in a body for a few hours. She could be with Caleb's spirit inside Sariel's tummy, but having Caleb in a physical body on Christmas Eve would be special. She had been working on the spell for a mo

Nina stretched in the cool mountain fog, enjoying every second. She had been in a desert before she teleported here, and this damp, dim weather was a nice change from the blinding, blazing desert sun. That desert was empty of anything but sand and boring, boring, B O R I N G - no people, no animals save a few tiny boring regular snakes who weren't even big enough for her to taste, and the only plants a few cacti that pricked her tongue when she tried to eat them.
The weather was nice, but the th

The rain beat down on Ora, threatening to pound her and the survivors looking to her for guidance into the ground. She held a staff with a hook on the end, onto which was hooked her lantern. It was the only thing cutting through the night and the thick fog, the only thing illuminating the way for the hundred refugees depending on Ora to guild them to safety. She was a Lantern Angel, and it was her job to guide the helpless, but Ora was just as lost as the poor humans she was guiding. Her feathe

Pickpockets. Kidnappers. Cattle thieves. Saboteurs. Bringers of blight. It was common knowledge that among the villagers of Treblayan that spirggans were all these and worse. Other types of fairies, the female ones, were beautiful and kind, but the twisted wingless male spriggans were nothing but trouble. They all dined on the devil's bread and drank milk from witches' teats and it was best to drive that sort of folk off by any means necessary.
Piran, who on a barrow near Treblayan, was a sprig

These are a few files taken from the archives of the Great Library.
Narration for "The Majestic Sky Ray" Documentary
Produced by the Printer's Guild
These majestic creatures are similar to their smaller ocean-dwelling relatives, but they hail from a very different world. These creatures flew through the skies of a world of constant storms, feeding on the moisture in the clouds there. Despite their docile nature their intelligence is on par with cetaceans like dolphins and whales. A nomadic human

There was once a hungry kappa who lived in the river near the big house with the red roof. The kappa's favorite food in the whole world was cucumbers. He had liked to take cucumbers from the garden near the house with the red roof, but the people who lived in the house had built an iron fence around their garden. Now the kappa was not able to get to the cucumbers anymore, and he was very hungry.
One of the people who lived in the house was a little girl. No one had warned her never to play alone

Kass looked down into the broad valley of flesh below her. It stood nestled in the middle of great red mountains of stomach flesh. The valley itself wasn't smooth either, it had what looked from a distance to be smooth, rolling red hills, but if she were close there would be more folds and crevices that she could easily drop into. A river of nectar whose origin was hidden by gut hills meandered through the valley and then back out of view.
Not that all of most of that bare stomach could actuall

Nicole Claus might have made a poor life choice when she decided to deliver a load of the presents for Dad this year. The thought certainly crossed her mind as she looked up from the seat of the red pickup. (Dad didn't trust her with the main sleigh, but getting to drive this baby was half the reason she agreed to take the job. I mean, who wouldn't want to drive a perfectly-restored old truck that could fly?) Looking down at Nicole was a red-skinned woman with demon horns. Part of her body was