Category Archives: Tales from the Square

My pretties… As promised, more about the flashback that happened at the Square Corner. *** “Back for more?” Erik the Fuchsia squinted hard. “Nothing’s really changed here since yesterday.” “That’s good to know. But why is everyone looking at me … Continue reading →

The Office of Intergalactic Trade and Tariffs recommends a monthly dose of flashbacks, partially for plot convenient purposes, but also for their evil plan to tax schmucks who think it’s a neat idea to time travel and mess with past … Continue reading →

The thing with Elmara the Tinker is that you never know when or where you’ll end up in her company. She’s known as the Tinker for a reason – she messes with wormholes and the fabric of space-time. So when … Continue reading →

The unicorn spat in the middle of the circle near where I was sitting. “Time to move forward.” “Hold it,” I stood up while avoiding the spitball at my feet. “What are we doing?” “We?” The unicorn pointed his horn … Continue reading →

“The Baneportal was on the third floor in the upper gallery near the Tree of Holy Non-light,” I said, “on the other side of the Baker’s Gallery with the ancient ovens and recipe books. I’m sure you’re well aware of … Continue reading →

On the other side of the magical refrigerator door, after the haze dispersed, the unicorn motioned with his horn to a circle drawn on the dirt ground with what looked like white chalk. I took that to be a way … Continue reading →

At best, running on a planet stuck in a space-time continuum warp is challenging, and I’m somebody who’s runs from people for a living. So let’s just say that running on this planet was a bit like trampling through molasses … Continue reading →

Skipping ahead in my story a little, there I was on a world frozen in time, with a stolen teleportation device called the Banesportal, my former boss from tax office after me. Rather his cronies were after me – in … Continue reading →