MorganHawke

7 May 2011

Full Moon Rising

At a Goth club, a werewolf spies his prey.

The werewolf drifted through the crowd of writhing dancers at the club, Gothic Noire and scowled. Although the moon had yet to rise over the horizon, he could already feel its power calling to his soul right through the brick walls of the club. I’ll have...

MorganHawke

9 Feb 2011

Alchemical Ink: Shattered Angel

A Tattoo sorcerer rescues a street kid from herself.

The Alchemist was getting ready to close his tattoo shop when the bells on his door chimed. He turned and there she was, a shattered angel. She stood paused, frozen in his doorway, neither in nor out, motionless on the threshold, undecided. The setting su...