Category: Dream

Two clans pass each other on a dirt road. The matriarch of one does what the other should have done as the Monkey King holds watch.435 words.

Keri argues with [Redacted] yet again. This time over the proper layout of tarot cards.196 words.

Great. More grudges to carry.56 words.

Weaver encounters a kid with a magic gun. While she gets hung up on the differences between a pistol and a rifle, he starts to show off. Bang. 685 words.

Keri notices Weaver’s error and looks up the divinatory meanings of the cards played. It was just a game, right?211 words.

Over a friendly card game, Weaver whines about getting what she wanted. Some truths are best demonstrated than explained.607 words.

Weaver’s path cuts across road and field. But the old woman crossed here first. Some battles are best left in theory.736 words.

77 words of yet another puzzle piece. Black cocks and red roosters. But who crows the loudest?

Let’s go play the slot machines! Just because there’s a faded actor holding gambling addiction classes in the back and a preacher that likes calling me a whore hanging around doesn’t mean Weaver can’t have fun. Right?1,992 words.

Weaver’s shoulder is still on the mend. Her temper however, is still short as ever.469 words.