julian harrison

Continued from Misunderstandings Blinking blearily with heavy shadows making pools under his dazed eyes, Mr. Mayfield let out one large and lingering yawn, just barely containing it with a lead smudged hand. Feeling like his head was in a bubbly tar pit, it was taking an awful lot of willpower...

(Continued from: Familiar faces) Once he reached the road his feet picked up the pace until he was in a full out dash, eyes stinging as he ground his locked jaw. His chest hurt in so many ways he couldn’t begin to describe! He knew running irritated his human condition, but if he didn’t run he...

Nearing the end of the groggy lingering April and having been nearly two weeks since his last hospital visit, Chester stared dead eyed at the enormous scribbled whiteboard. Oh hot sunny afternoons were the best of the worst!~ he hummed as his gaze lazily trailed to the window staring at the...

(Continued from A New Hope Four days later.) Dreaming Like drowning a pool of thick venomous ickor, Chester was enveloped by a smog that overtook his senses, leaving his body feeling leaden and his will all but trapped. Surrounded by an endless buzz of noise, he felt as if the world around him...

A New Hope – The Forbidden Forest It was an afternoon like any other, however the sky overhead was completely canopied by large overhanging trees and in the darkness below stalked one mad beast of unknown origins and one lost desperate druid that had stepped into a nest that was not his own...