Rachael Howard
Stories (6/0)
The Adventures of Cream Pop
Hi, my name is Cream Pop! I am two inches tall, and I love going on adventures with my people. Their names are not important because this one is about me. Mom calls me a diva, but I think it's more of a model aesthetic. I mean, look at that plump butt and that fluffy tail!
By Rachael Howard6 years ago in Wander
Dance of the Gods
She stands, facing the lavender satin curtains, her feet below her, bare as her soft, warm body. She stares into the fire as he positions himself subtly behind her. The Fire warms her in the chilled air, yet his body is so warm that he radiates the energy of the fire opposite of him.
By Rachael Howard6 years ago in Filthy
Night World
She walked outside to see the lights of the distant city in the cool, quiet night. The blues, the reds, and the occasional bright yellows. All of the neon reminded her of the serenity of darkness. She took solace in the quiet, delicate movements of a flame and this was brought to mind as she speculated avoiding the outside world altogether.
By Rachael Howard6 years ago in Poets