The Immortals: Chapter 4Part 4 – Twisted GamesThe Immortals: Chapter 4
Zyon pawed over the clothes the humans had provided for her and examined the choices critically. None of them looked terribly comfortable, but that was because the clothes were made for humans and she was not one…not anymore. A few of what had been provided for her looked like they’d be acceptable, if she didn’t think the clothes would be unbearably tight on her. She hated to wear tight clothing, even if it was a snug pair of slacks or a top with a tight neck. She didn’t like the idea at all, it reminded her too much of being in bondage and helpless.
The Immortals: Chapter 3Part 3 – MemoryThe Immortals: Chapter 3
The rain was beating hard on the window in Demona’s study that night, the rhythmic tapping on the glass as the many water droplets pelted the window was melodic, in a natural sort of way, to the gargoyle’s sensitive ears. She leaned forward in her chair and stared deeply into the fire, watching the flames dance and listening intently to the heavy rainfall outside. She wondered what time it was and looked to the clock on the wall to find out, morning time; she’d been in a trance for the past three hours in a mental training session. Demona lifted up her favored spiked
The Immortals: Chapter 2Part 2- TimeThe Immortals: Chapter 2
Zyon let out a heavy sigh to the sky, her breath fogging out in front of her in the cold air. This sight depressed her even more than her rude awakening had; rain always seemed to have that effect on her. She’d hoped to see the moon after so long in the darkness, or perhaps the stars, but all she was met with were thunderous clouds and freezing cold rain. She’d reasoned that she’d awoken in winter, her only bit of solace thus far. Zyon hated the heat of summer days more than she loathed the rain so waking to the cold air of winter offered her some comfort to b
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