By David C. Daoust The clumsiness of the new form melted away; in fact Ivan started to have fun a while ago. His long cordlike arms could stretch a bit farther than he originally thought, and he was swinging from limb to limb throughout the corridors of the Consortium cruiser, which he had cleverly invaded,…
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By David C. Daoust Suzanne had begun her exercise regiment when she was very young. Younger even than her peers, that she would eventually train with. At least that’s what her father claimed. He joked often how many times she would mimic his movements, even as a toddler, as he practiced his own exercises. Exercises…
by David C. Daoust The Wildtree was at the very center of the wood elves lands. It was actually a grouping of trees slowly woven, over centuries, to form a spectacular platform of braided wood. This was a central fixture in all the wood elves lives. This is where the Elders held council. This is…