Tuesday is the day for words placed sequentially in order to have meaning from a fictional standpoint. It’s time for the weekly entry into the lives of shapeshifters!
Last week the bandersnatch escaped with the twins, leaving Claire and her Winged Riders – as well as Sadie – injured and lost in his den. We’re following that devilish bandersnatch this week, so get your hate stares on.
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The Shape of Family
Part Thirteen – Worship
by Rick Cook Jr
A setback, a setback. It’s only a setback, he thought. Twisting through the woods, shifting constantly to carry the girls. Pushing himself harder than he should with his injuries.
Injured by a mutt. An abomination. The bitch. The shapeshifting bitch.
But it was okay. It would be okay once he got to the church.
The sun was setting. That was good. He could secure his church and fill it with bodies.
He reached the edge of the churchyard, set way back in the woods, but not far from Stalbridge proper. And though the girls fought him, they couldn’t hurt him. Not in this form. But they cursed and cried out and he threw them to the ground in the yard, scoffing. Continue reading
Panning For Clouds 