He sat himself in the sands, facing Little Rock. Acceptance washed over him. Death wouldn’t be so bad, he concluded. Maybe a little painful at first, but it all made sense now. His entire life. Working on the farm. Harvesting…
A loud crashing sound woke Poysenberry from his sleep. Another smashing sound rang in the air, not too far from where he lay in the dirt. At first he felt horribly disoriented, unsure of why he was sleeping outside and…
The sun was lowering in the purple skies, while tiny stars poked through the heavens above. A somber note held between Nightshade and Poysenberry as they headed to the line up, for their day’s end. They were the last two…
Dreams came and went, blurring the lines between reality and the ethereal and often meshing into one another. A tall man came into the hut at one point in the night, picked up several Axies, then left. In another scene,…
Poysenberry entered the dormitory for the night, feeling glum for a reason he could not exactly pinpoint. He started to go to his usual spot when he saw Poo-head, Antenna and Specs near his mat. Having second thoughts about his…
Returning after the day’s haul, Poysenberry noticed a strange commotion taking place near the edge of the gate. Several Axies were gathered in a semi-circle looking at something in the sands. Poysenberry edged closer, hearing a tussle and a murmur…
The morning bell rang for the Axies to rise and grind. Another month had passed and not a single day stood out from the next. Poysenberry struggled to his feet and slowly made his way outside the hut. As he…
Porque sin importar sus habilidades, seguía siendo una Planta. Y Planta sería siempre. Si sólo su boca fuera seria, o si sus ojos fueran Papi, entonces tal vez estaría en el otro lado de la valla. En la zona de cría....
The last cage was locked for the night. She could hear the keys jangling as they were plucked out from the metal hole. Her owner stood erect, swirling the key ring on his finger as he scanned the hut. ‘Sweet…