Welcome one and all to the Meerkat Muse, where we start on a sombre note… The Flames of Rhetoric Back on the 10th of September,…
There's a Meerkat in all of us
There's a Meerkat in all of us
Welcome one and all to the Meerkat Muse, where we start on a sombre note… The Flames of Rhetoric Back on the 10th of September,…
Titus Norbanus Nepos had held his suspicions that he might lose his most formidable warrior, but had quietly hoped the businessman Marcus Octavius Paulus would…
The hooded figure made their way down one of Rome’s many back alleys, past small market stalls, beggars and miscreants, all of whom tried to…
It is no secret that I am not exactly enamoured with the reign of President Trump, for a number of reasons. His approach to a…
(I’ve added some extra lines here, largely to push down the immediate bad language at the start of the chapter. In fact, just to be…
Titus Norbanus Nepos awoke before his wife, and spent a few minutes watching her sleep. She always slept closer to the portal, so she could…
Based upon this artwork by Jess-madhouse. He had waited for many years, so he would continue to wait. The cold mountain air no longer perturbed him, even…
The Cave is inspired by this work, by Rickochet12. Night had fallen, but the heat, and worse, the humidity, had not faded. The very air itself…
This latest work is inspired by Master of the Pack, by DusanMarkovic I stood before him, the great Tiger of the Southern Wastes, and I tried…
Inspired by this piece on Deviant Art, by Asfodelo. He’d watched her sit in the little, dingy booth, gnawing absent-minded on some spicy chicken wings (he’d…