the books of imaginary beasts

author: kay (sightlessmind)
e-mail: kayjaylai [ at ] yahoo dot com

( Okay, I'll admit it -- the real reason why I bought it was just because I wanted it. )

artist: tongari

( time travel )

author: untrainedviolin

( She had found something in her house, a door that led to nowhere. )

author: d.m.jewelle (dmjewelle)
e-mail: jv.choong [ at ] gmail dot com

( Godfrey insisted on having me over to help test out his latest invention; brought Sedna along because that's what assistants are for. )

author: brat farrar (bratfarrar)
e-mail: bratfarrar [ at ] gmail dot com

( This is the nineteenth—or twentieth; he's losing count—time the fish has died, and all Jedediah feels as he stares at it is tired. )

artist: llyse

( music )

author: (sunianna)
e-mail: zoeunlikely [ at ] gmail dot com

( Titania sits atop the infamous Mount Song, chin propped up by her fist as she gazes down at the great fire-bird crumble to ash before her. )

author: m% (37_percent)

( Keith instantly felt an intense blush of embarrassment spilling from the top of his cheeks down along his face and neck, disappearing beneath the crisp collar of his business suit. )

author: hacy morris
e-mail: hacy.morris [ at ] gmail dot com

( Scattered sounds )

author: strangesingaporean (hellsings_home)

( I am on a mission: to fill my head with music.  )

author: d.m.jewelle (dmjewelle)
e-mail: jv.choong [ at ] gmail dot com

( If there was one thing Finnegan honestly hated, it was the team-building activities. )

author: cracklikeabone (cracklikeabone)
e-mail: eyelinerkisses [ at ] hotmail dot com

( As he does every night, he rises from his resting place, his senses filled with the sickly sweet scent of dead flowers, their pervading odor warring with the petrichor all around them. )

artist: tongari (tongari)

( back in the arms of the ocean )

artist: the winter cynic (ruins_of_sodom)
email: r.duindain [ at ] gmail dot com

( the wyrd sisters )

artist: sarah (januaryseas)
email: skyfish [ at ] rocketmail dot com

( intergalactic )

author: celestine trinidad (luckychan)
email: yellow.tulips [ at ] gmail dot com

( The conference room was in chaos. )

author: vee h hariri (shikanichui)
email: burnabridge [ at ] gmail dot com

artist: tongari (tongari)

( It's the first year since the initial landing that the peninsula hasn't flooded. )

author: mellish (scratchmist)
email: scratchmist [ at ] yahoo dot com

( This is what they learned, when they were children and the walls of the place hadn't closed in on them yet, hadn't taught them how to grope for the nearest weapon or how to hang themselves in the dark. )

author: raihu (raihu)
email: dusklights [ at ] gmail dot com

( Now Mirror moves out of his inelegant flesh as easily as another unit of humanity would climb out of bed and shower and dry and dress and eat and change into a different outfit and leave the apartment and lock the door and walk down the street until the street is gone and the city is gone and the familiar is far away. )

author: the autumn poet (mycrazymandolin)
email: autumnpoet [ at ] gmail dot com

artist: the winter cynic (ruins_of_sodom)
email: r.duindain [ at ] gmail dot com

( The king is dead. )