Fifty feet away, a skeletal fist burst from the soil with black tissue beginning to grow from between the joints like bubbling tar. The ghoul clawed i...s way free of the soil with its body generating flesh that was both alive and dead, a sort of unholy quasi-life. When the Sea of the Dead spilled into the world, the humans were infected with a liquefied mixture of different souls and energies without any real consciousness, but like molten metal cooling in a mold and solidifying, that raw power. I wanted them all bred so badly, and it frustrated me that I couldn't do it.I needed to vent my frustration. “That's perfect, Mother,” I said as my dragon-mother finished tying up her wife. My step-mother, Sianili, was bound up with fibrous ropes, her feet tied together at her rump, her legs bound tight and forced apart. More ropes ran around her body. I pulled on the thick rope I'd thrown over a sturdy branch. The tree swayed. My arm muscles bulged as I lifted Sianili up from the ground. She. I guess he didn't realise why I looked disappointed. "Is everything ok?" he asked. "Yes, yes", I said, trying to conceal my anger with him.Of course, by the time we got out of the movies, I knew Mum and Dad would already be back. I was angry. So when he tried to kiss me, I backed away from him. Usually I like his gentle kisses. Now it was his turn to be upset, and so the rest of our date was spent in near silence. I just wanted our date to end. And already, as we sat in a cafe drinking a. My sister had been taking care of the kids for most of the time so that I could work to make a living. The job I had wasn’t much and required a big person to do lifting. I hated it, but didn’t have any skills or training so I stayed. One day a gal I knew from work asked me to go to a dance with her and told me that maybe we could meet some nice guys. I told her about my kids but she suggested that I ask Sis to watch them. I resisted for almost two weeks, but finally did ask. Sis was great. She.