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Trystan's Star - Ch. 5Trystan's Star - Chapter Five

It was a bright, sunny afternoon... or, at least, somewhere it was. In the bowels of Gateway Station it was technically "afternoon" according to the official clocks, but it wasn't like anyone could tell. It always looked the same. Lights were always on, people were always busy doing whatever they did and the only way anyone had any idea what time it was would be to look at their watches. Sure, a lot of stores kept traditional Terran schedules, doing the age-old nine-to-five routine, and technically speaking the lights were dimmed a bit between twenty-hundred hours and oh-six- hundred, but the city was still

Me, Myself and II met myself
On a dead-end street
A back-road of this thing called life
I said to myself
"I've run out of room
And don't think I can make it through."

Myself said to I
"Ain't easy, it's true
This world is a place full of strife,
But you can't give in
Just 'cause it gets hard
There's too many counting on you."

Looked in the mirror
And in it saw me
Asked "What do you make of this mess?"
Answered with a smile
"Why do you ask me?
I'm just a reflection of you.

But if you were me
Maybe you'd see
There's something that you must confess.
You're not alone
With myself and me
What is there that we cannot do?"

I grinned at me
And

Eyes of an Angel - Part 2 of 2Eyes of an Angel (Part two of two.)

The second part of Eyes of an Angel will no longer be available for viewing here, as it’s going to be published by Pants On Fire Press! I apologize to those who were looking forward to seeing the rest of the story and I hope that you can share in my excitement that it will soon be an illustrated book, with artwork by the incomparable Natsuki-3.

Thank you for your support and stay tuned for more news! Links to Pants On Fire Press’ website and facebook can be found in the comments. I will update this notice once it hits the shelves!

Again, thank you!

Tom Brazeau

Eyes of an Angel - Part 1 of 2Eyes of an Angel (Part one of two.)

"Now, Ellena, what did your grandmother tell you about playing in the swamp?" The voice that asked the question was soft and far from scolding. Every word that the young woman spoke seemed to be wrapped in love and tied with a smile. For some, such a caring tone would be reserved for only those dearest to them, but for Jessica it just came naturally. For her, every being - human or animal, living or dead - was precious.

That didn't make the child who sat before her any less nervous, the petite girl biting her lip and hanging her head forward so that her chestnut bangs partially hid her face

AbstractLightning crash, fire burn
Doesn't matter where you turn
Storm rolls in, sun shines bright
Nothing seems to look quite right
Stars that glimmer in the sky
Jump and dance as they pass by
Take a step, turn around
Your feet no longer touch the ground
Fly away through the air
Falling now, but you don't care
Go so fast, hit the ground
Pass right through without a sound
Scorched by the volcanic fire
Things are looking pretty dire
Feel the pounding of your heart
Feel your mind torn all apart
Hear the echoes of your own scream
As you wake from your nightmarish dream

Written by T. J. Brazeau, October, 2000.

Trystan's Star - Ch. 4Trystan's Star - Chapter Four

Trystan let out a soft sigh of relief which was soon followed by a quick zip as he did up his pants. He had to cut back on the liquids while he worked, it seemed like he spent as much time in front of the urinal as he did in the garage. He turned to the sink and washed his hands, an act which seemed entirely futile given that they would be smudged with oil and dirt in a matter of minutes. Much like his face, he noted as he looked into the mirror over the sink.

"Dude, you are so out of your depth here." He might look like a grease monkey but he only had the vaguest idea of what he was actually doing. Having

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Not that I have any room to complain; I contemplate my navel far more often than I really should. What can I say, it’s a fascinating navel. Wasn’t there a Village People song about it? /7 In the navel… you can find a lot of lint! /7 … Er, okay, maybe not. Regardless, Kia was very amused by my belly-button for a good ten minutes. Still, while she gave it her best shot, she couldn’t make my ears pop. *obscure Pinky and the Brain references, ftw!*

Stacy’s wearing her MSU hoodie… because it’s been frickin’ cold around here. I’m wearing… clothes, but you can’t see them, so they must be invisible clothes. How awesome is that? It makes me feel like an emperor!

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