Maxwell Pink Tells Stories

James awoke to the sound of splashing in the nearby stream. Peeking through the leaves he swore he saw Indigo. He swore he saw Indigo in the buff. James decided he needed a better look, just to make sure it was her. He slid up the tree limb some and found a … (Continue reading The Tale of Indigo ~ Chapter 10)

In a nearby town stood and all-night bar. Beneath it’s sign stood Jessie. “What kind of name is ‘The Pub and Arrow’?” she asked. She found out soon after entering the establishment, when a dart flew by her face. In her normal everyday mood the individual who threw the dart might’ve ended … (Continue reading The Tale of Indigo ~ Chapter 9)

She sat at the edge of the stream, disappointed that her feet didn’t quite reach the cool water. But the stream’s current was in turn causing a misty breeze to flow and Indigo figured that was better than nothing. She lay back on the grass and stared up at the full moon.

… (Continue reading The Tale of Indigo ~ Chapter 8)