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THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Five, Chapter XIV

Wing proceeded out to the busy street from the alley we’d been huddled in and ran toward the closest taxi, brilliant red.I stared at the door of the taxi and was stunned as I backed into the building wall on the other side of which was the room of cages I’d slept or...

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Four, Chapter X

by James Strauss | 53 comments

Regret for my conscious decision to let the artifact lie in the shattered mess of the overhead heater on the garage floor grew, as I headed for home. Down deep I realized the motivation for such a potentially idiotic decision. I didn’t need any more complications or...

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Four, Chapter I

by James Strauss | 68 comments

The sun’s early light emerged from behind me as I faced out toward the large rolling Pacific swells that came in so innocently and inexorably to rise, form curls with white frothy water, and then smash themselves down on the sand as they approached the beach a quarter...

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Three, Chapter XXXVIII

by James Strauss | 50 comments

My time at night, before sleep and thankfully not during sleep, I thought about things that were occurring, and the less sense they made the more I couldn’t stop lying awake trying not to think about them. “I’m not that special,” I thought, lying there, not realizing...

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Three, Chapter XXXVII

by James Strauss | 36 comments

I woke up the morning after Christmas and eased out of bed. My wife made me believe she was still asleep, like she always did although any move on my part to depart the bed never failed to bring her back to life. I moved as silently as possible to get ready for the...