by Jim Stitzel | Aug 13, 2024 | Stories
“Hey, Matt, what’s that on your shoulder? “Uh, it’s a dragoling.” “A what??” “A dragoling. It’s basically a dragon, but smaller. He’s already grown to full size.” “Weird. Where’d you get it?” “Egg.” “Of course. And where’d you get the egg?” “Gypsy.” “You’re a wealth...
by Jim Stitzel | Aug 7, 2024 | Stories
She was lost. She’d only stepped out of her body for a moment, but somehow that was all it took to lose it. Now she was untethered in an astral way and had no way to get back to her own body. So she decided to borrow someone else’s. She found a lady nearby who was...
by Jim Stitzel | Jul 5, 2018 | Stories
An adolescent boy, nude but for a spotlessly white loincloth. Great feathered wings sprout from his shoulder blades, so perfectly clean and glorious that anyone who saw them would be instantly blinded. But of course there are none who can. He stands in the middle of...
by Jim Stitzel | May 1, 2017 | Stories
Olivia hits the ground with a sickening crunch, but she barely feels it. Her vision is swimming, her ears ringing, and it takes her a moment to realize she’s landed left hip on the pavement, her arms supporting her upper torso. Her jaw throbs with a dull ache,...
by Jim Stitzel | Jun 5, 2016 | Stories
Damion stands at the edge of the woods, just inside the treeline. His attention is focused on the house 35 yards away, the house that is surrounded by a teeming mass of the living dead. He hears screams from inside, cries for help from the poor souls trapped within....
