Fern

Cassidy looked at the boy named Carter, relieved to have someone acknowledge her. "Worth an attempt." She tried her best to keep her voice from quavering.

Cassidy just stood (hovered?) there awkwardly, not quite sure what to do. That was an unfamiliar feeling.

"We have to go," Cassidy breathed, "Through the door... wall... thing."

Cali had been momentarily drifting in the sea of thought (and quite literally drifting in reality) She blinked, getting snapped out of her train of thought when she heard a ...

4 million years?! Cassidy's ears perked up. That would've be incredibly bizarre, if she wasn't a ghost. In a haunted mansion.

Cali nods, and gestures for Sally-Anna to follow her and Petrus, even if they were wandering to their deaths. The odds were, that was probably true. Of course she didn't ...

Cassidy stares as the stranger wanders down the hallway. Hm. He actually did it. She didn't admit it, but she had to respect someone with courage like that. She follows ...

"I'll be generous, and let you do the honors," Cali says, forcing a smile.

"I feel like we have assessed the situation enough. All left to do is explore, and figure out an escape from this wretched place." Just then, a chilling sound echoed ...

Cali would've bruised her head on the roof if she had a tangible head. She was stunned by the woman's beauty, the one who just spoke. There was a sort ...

The last thing Cassidy remembered was pain. That was it. An immense, splitting pain. Pain so extreme, she'd never felt anything like it. And now, even worse, she has somehow ...

Cassidy Peralta Cassidy hated high school. The girls were total... what was the current term for it? Ah, yes, total snobs. The boys were mentally unhinged. And the teachers, oh, ...

Blanchette Red After walking for about a million miles with nothing but trees, forest, moss, and oh! More trees, forest, and moss to look at. The sun was sinking below ...

Blanchette Red “A long time ago, I took a shady deal.” The Huntsman began grimly, the falling sun illuminating his face dimly, “My job was to steal.” “Steal what?” I ...

Blanchette Red For a “Dark Valley of Unwanted Souls”, the place was pretty… well, pretty. And it wasn’t dark at all. The tall, thin trees were rather a shock from ...