She beckoned him out of the woods with clawed fingers...

Fur bristled on Noah’s back as he watched Meri’s calm transformation...

Meri crossed arms in October chill. “I’m right where I need to be.”...

Meri’s slippers stopped on dewy grass. The old woman with long white hair listened at her backyard edge of the woods...

Her hand shook accepting a cup of tea. “Your werewolf stories, are a comfort to me.” ...

On a long October night, I found a wolf in a trap...

“Hey, Brak!” Ginda yelled to her fellow dwarf. “What’s worse than that band of goblins we fought?”...

I bought the Apple IIe in a storage unit auction, and “Goblin” was in its box of floppies...