Fleeing and Flying:: After this there followed a cloud of the birds together, swarming blindly into the light of day, and in their fury of flight, beating wings, and mailed claws, arrested for a moment the progress of the eyes and mouth which would have just closed in...
Egress for Souls:: Panic surged through his limbs, and he backed against the wood of the heavy doors, the iron molding digging into his back. The door trembled slightly at his touch. At this point, Meiyan felt for a split second that he would rather face this hideous...
Distress & Devilment:: Run! Haro was now fairly dancing in indecision between bolting from the street and returning to the middle of the street to drag Meiyan with him. Run! he urged again. It was a force of silent but frenetic aggressive energy, and fear was upon...
Called:: Meiyan walked like a stranger for an amount of time that is of little consequence. When one is a stranger in a strange place, and begins to feel the homelessness of an unrevealed purpose, time seems to bend, or stretch, or stop. He rarely paused to consider...
