by Yin Twig (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/350675.html) Arthur Smith could barely see the guy who was fucking Hadrian’s Wall because the mist was obscuring the view. This mist was the tenacious and unrelenting. The thick fog had been there when since before their plane arrived in England yesterday morning, delaying the landing by an hour. It had […]
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31
Dec
A Holiday Affair
by Riba illustrated by Yin Twig (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/324824.html) A cold wind blew through the streets, sending swirls of snowflakes to dance around the lone figure trudging through the new coat of white. Chris’ cheeks were red from the gusts, but he couldn’t bring himself to hunch forward into his coat to protect his skin. Giddy […]
31
Dec
Heart of Ice
by Yin Twig illustrated by Riba (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/325958.html) Louisa, Queen of the Northlands, sat by the open window of the tallest tower of Castle North and gazed moodily at the snowy city. The wind rustled in her hair, pushing the thickly falling snow into the small enclosure. She was often there these days, as far […]
28
Oct
The Whims of the Dark One
written and illustrated by Yin Twig (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/322230.html) Zed, alone in a strange house in a strange neighbourhood, allowed the strange man to put the blindfold over his eyes. It was that kind of a day. “Stand up,” the man said. Zed stood. The man kept a hand on his shoulder and steadied him as […]
22
Jul
A Sucker Born Every Minute (and Three on the Doorstep)
written and illustrated by Yin Twig (陰 茎) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/314723.html) “Did you get the milk?” Fleet Hall—Platt’s father—asked in a quiet monotone. “I went to put milk in my cereal this morning, but I couldn’t find the milk, so I had to use mayonnaise.” Oops. “You didn’t buy the milk, did you?” Fleet Hall continued. […]
