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A Bird in a Storm

By amber fisher ⋅ November 23, 2012 ⋅ Post a comment

A strange noise from the kitchen brings Gracey out to investigate, where she finds a gift of a different sort awaiting her. Photo by Bruce Stockwell

Greeks Bearing Gifts

By amber fisher ⋅ June 18, 2012 ⋅ Post a comment

Someone has been leaving gifts on Gracey’s porch. But when Gracey discovers what the gifts mean, she and Satsuko realize there’s a new magic in Love & War, and not the good kind.

A Monstrous Proposal

By amber fisher ⋅ June 12, 2012 ⋅ Post a comment

A true or false conversation about zombies gets personal when the Prime of Darkness asks Marco whether or not he is a monster.

A Delicate Interrogation

By amber fisher ⋅ June 9, 2012 ⋅ 3 comments

Considering the Prime of Darkness an expert on zombies, Marco endeavors to question the demon about the creatures, but isn’t prepared for the direction of their conversation.

Demons Don’t Like Hello Kitty

By amber fisher ⋅ November 18, 2009 ⋅ 2 comments

The Prime of Darkness looked down at the wallet. It was plastic, pink, and sported the annoying visage of Hello Kitty all over it. Photo by astel83

Trick or Treat

By amber fisher ⋅ October 31, 2009 ⋅ 3 comments

A small group of kids bounded up the gravel drive. They produced their candy bags and sang out a chorus of “Trick or treat!”, their smiling, ruined faces upturned and glowing. Photo by Matt Dale.

Demons Like Smarties

By amber fisher ⋅ October 16, 2009 ⋅ 5 comments

Smarties are second only to toothbrushes as the “treat” children hate to get most on Halloween. The Prime of Darkness’s love for Smarties bears out his claim that he is Hell spawn. Photo by DeathByBokeh

Demons Don’t Need Sunscreen

By amber fisher ⋅ October 15, 2009 ⋅ 5 comments

The Prime of Darkness looked down at his bare arms, his blue skin almost purply-black in the shade. “I don’t think I burn,” he said. “But maybe I should put some sunscreen on, too. Just in case.” Photo by Knitty Cent.