deliciouslyexplosive

Hednochoach heard their whispers as she went about her day. Their stronger grey-tinged fingers darting out from the branches as if to lure her in. Brief glimpses of their repulsive ascended forms slinking through the trees, mocking her fragility. “Join ussss” “Drop your meager Woodlander form” “I was a crumbling failure just as you were” She ran. The only good thing about being a Woodlander was better endurance than those freaks. “Go! Go away you... ABOMINATIONS!” She took no pride in being a Woodlander. They were outdated relics of an older time only held onto for nostalgia’s sake.

The bus doors closed.  The diesel engine roared and rattled as it accelerated off.  Stella watched the Python vanish into the distance as he gazed out the window. -- Van Buren stood beside the Python at the bus stop.   “You staying in 205?” “Yeah.” “Got you, motherfucker.  You harass my customers, you pay.” She grabbed at him, but he slithered out of her grasp.  Much lighter and faster than her, he sprinted into his room and emerged in all pink snakes, holding a handful of car eyelashes in his hand. “Who the fuck are you?” “I’m the Eyelash Viper!  Don’t kill me, I’

Thanatosassa was not a place you went to intentionally.  It was a place simply blundered into.  A wrong turn coming off the Interstate to Nowhere, accidentally blazing past a street, being stuck in the wrong turn lane and continuing endlessly looking another light or business to turn around at, or simply going out for a mindless drive to clear the senses.  In any case, soon you would find yourself tumbling down a rabbithole of a two-lane country road to truly nowhere, watching as the curiously drivewayless houses and businesses along the road turned more scarce and dilapidated and the forested areas more dense and swampy, until you finally fo