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Hey there Tall, small, and in the walls, 
          
          Well… A Small and Tall Collection in audiobook has just been completed and will be released this Friday. The next question I have is which book should I read next?
          
          The Button-Thread Bond (all parts)
          B.I.D. - Borrower In Distress 
          One Shots - Volume One
          Stellar Allies 
          
          Comment below!
          
          Cheers and, as always, stay awesome!
          ~Narrans 

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The Foundhers | Chapter Eleven Teaser 
          “So, tell me a little about yourself. You were kind of whisked in by the chaos crew and I didn’t get a chance to really talk to you,” said Seraphina. She leaned forward, elbow resting on the piano cover, as her head perched on her chin. It looked like some kind of album cover, and Zavier had to look away, ears burning, as the musician he admired asked questions about him, genuinely interested in getting to know him as a person. 
          “I… er… well… I’m sixteen. Almost seventeen. Um… I’m a bit of a nerd and actually like going to school when I’m… you know… normal sized,” began Zavier. 
          “What’s your favorite subject?” 
          “I like math and English. Science is pretty fun too, but then again I’m a bit of a history buff. My brain just locks in info when it’s not important,” Zavier replied. 
          “And extracurricular? What about when you’re not studying?” she asked. 
          “Mostly music.” Zavier replied without even registering the words, now realizing he’d undoubtedly be asked to elaborate. Zavier’s shoulders tensed as he thought about his answer. He knew it would give him away; but, then again, his excitement and burning ears would also hint that he was a huge fan of hers. 
          Seraphina obviously seemed to guess as she smiled. “Oh? Anything I would know?” 
          “I… er…”
          “I’m teasing just a little. Sorry. I couldn’t resist. I could see you were a little star struck when you first got here,” grinned Seraphina. 
          
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The Foundhers | Chapter Ten Teaser 
          “Um… I don’t want to sound rude or anything, but I need to head downstairs if I want to snag some breakfast before we head out,” stated Jace. “If you’re ready for breakfast and stuff, I can bring you downstairs. No pressure or anything. I mean, not everyone likes being held or carried. Makes some of us nervous.” 
          Us. 
          That word hung in the air as Zavier considered it. 
          Us. We’re the same. Maybe not in every way, but in a lot of ways. Zavier grinned, surprised at his appreciation for the similarity between him and this other teen. 
          “Thoughts?” 
          “R-right,” Zavier stammered. He wasn’t extremely hungry at the moment, but making an appearance was probably better in the long run. “Yeah. Yeah, I’d… appreciate it. Thanks.” 
          Jace nodded and offered an open palm without hesitation. His ease at offering to carry someone in his hand, like everyone else here, was astounding. It wasn’t just his ease, but also the lack of change in his expression. No surprise. No unsettled looks. Images of so many uneasy or awkward glances from teachers, relatives, and even his own parents when he was a kid rose and fell like waves in the ocean, one blending with the next. 
          Did it really take a fellow Shifter to understand and interact without reacting? 
          It didn’t for Aisla… 
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The Foundhers | Chapter Nine
          Logan gave another wave and began heading for the door just as Zavier summoned the courage to continue. “Actually, could… I ask you two some things? About this place?”
          The smile that spread across Logan’s face could’ve lit up the room as he paused halfway out the door. “Ah! You’ve found the right members of the welcoming committee. Jace, mind if we talk to Zavier for a second?”
          “As long as you don’t touch my bookshelves,” Jace replied. “And not for the whole time, okay? I still have my paper to finish with that book in your hands.”
          “You act like I’m going to talk all night,” dismissed Logan. 
          “I’ve met you, talk box,” Jace challenged, arms draping just outside of the pocket and chin on the lip of the fabric. Logan sighed and reached up with his free finger, nudging Jace’s head in banter, and nodded. Zavier marveled at their interaction. If a finger came anywhere near his head, he’d panic. Even if it were his friends, it was no small amount of trust to do something like that. 
          “Alrighty, let’s get cracking. Oh, I should ask,” Logan said pointing at Zavier. “Do you prefer that I sit on the bed over there? Or, like, on the floor? Closer to eye-contact and all that?” 
          “Um… the bed’s fine.”
          “Great! I don’t like sitting on the floor if I don’t have to,” grinned Logan. He sat down on the bed casually and gave Zavier an expectant nod. 
          “Right,” Zavier felt his heart pounding hollowly, warning him of all the other experiences he’d had before, and asked, “You all are really friendly. Like, really, friendly. Is this place why?” 
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The Foundhers | Chapter Eight Teaser
          
          “So, we have this… quirk… that we do when we get home or when we have new arrivals. It’s just something fun. Just a heads up, you’re probably going to get overwhelmed and you’re gonna want to cover your ears,” Skylar said, lock clicking open as she stepped inside.
          “W-what? Why?” Zavier felt himself shrinking into the shadows of the hood, flinching as he glimpsed Skylar’s hands at the edge of the hood. He spotted a dozen different shoes on the rack to the left of the door. The main entrance was completely open with a chandelier illuminating the hard wood with warm light. The hallway extended from one side of the house to the other, which seemed to stretch far beyond what Zavier thought possible.
          There was a staircase set further back which seemed to ascend three floors, from what he could see, and rooms to the left and right, both seeming like living rooms or study areas. Ceilings towered above them, making him crane his neck all the way back just to see it. Zavier could hear sounds echoing through the hallways and glimpsed a few moving shapes, but nothing discernable.
          Before he could look further, he noticed Skylar raise her hands to her mouth in a makeshift megaphone and shout, “Foundhers! We’ve got company!” Her voice was shrill and powerful like a Navy captain’s whistle.
          Sound in the rest of the house stopped before the sounds of approaching footsteps began practically shaking the ground. 
          
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Greetings and salutations my friends,
          
          The final votes are in and though we are a few hours away from it concluding, I believe the final tally is set.
          
          Human Female & Borrower Male
          
          I'm excited for the prospects of what this kind of dynamic is going to bring. I'm already seeing a lot of dynamics playing between these two, but we have one more decision before getting into the meat of the story, and that is AGE!
          
          How old are our protagonists?
          
          We have quite a few combinations to consider so I'll have what I think might be the most popular in the poll (or as many as the options will allow), BUT if you think of another combination, please put it in the comments below.
          
          Also, what should their names be? Suggestions? Comment those too!
          
          Thank you all for your support and I hope you enjoy the story to come.
          
          Cheers and, as always, stay awesome!
          ~Narrans
          
          
          
          
          Young Female (7-10) X Young Male (13-16)
          
          Teen Female (13-17) X Young Male (13-16)
          
          Adult Female (18 - 35) X Young Male (13-16)
          
          Senior Female (55+) X Young Male (13-16)
          
          Young Female (7-10) X Adult Male (18-35)
          
          Teen Female (13-17) X Adult Male (18-35)
          
          Adult Female (18 - 35) X Adult Male (18-35)
          
          Senior Female (55+) X Adult Male (18-35)
          
          Young Female (7-10) X Senior Male (55+)
          
          Teen Female (13-17) X Senior Male (55+)
          
          Adult Female (18-35) X Senior Male (55+)
          
          Senior Female (55+) X Senior Male (55+)

The Foundhers | Chapter Seven Teaser 
          
          Words refused to form. Zavier was shaking too hard. Blood pounded in his ears. He was lucky to hear her in the first place. Between the rain and the incessant hum in his ears, Zavier could barely hear anything other than his terror ridden thoughts. 
          I’m dead. 
          I’m so dead. 
          This… I… I’m getting taken. 
          I can’t do anything. 
          Frack! 
          Zavier struggled to look up into her face. The deluge of rain fell all around, practically drowning the minimized teenager. He began to back away on all fours, crawling quickly, when he heard her say, “Looks like you need a hand, yeah?” Every muscle seized. He watched as she began to extend her hand toward him. Instinct reeled him away from his panic and his voice erupted out of him like an explosion out of the barrel of a canon. 
          “G-g-get away from me!” Zavier shrieked. He managed to scramble to his feet, images of extended fingers reaching out ready to encase him in his mind. He saw Damian. He saw his other tormentors. Every teacher. Every student. Each person who had grabbed, pinched, and squeezed him resided in the figure in front of him and his only thought was to get away. 
          
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Greetings and salutations my friends,
          
          Merry Christmas to those who celebrate and marvelous holiday season to those who don't.
          
          It is by the skin of its teeth! But the votes are in on this and it turns out many of you are interested in Prompt Three. I am thrilled about how many of you responded and have given suggestions on the matter. In case you've forgotten, here is the prompt once more.
          
          Prompt Three | 
          
          As an experienced Borrower of the woods, you know that the things that go bump in the night are real. All of those weird cryptids. All of the strange stories. Every campfire spook is really and truly out there, and you know how to avoid them all. The thing is, the humans don’t. Usually, you stay away, but this time it’s a lost kid lured away from their parents. The kid is in danger, but you will be too if you reveal yourself. What do you do?
          
          To be completely clear, I will eventually cover all of the prompts should this go well, but this is the first of many in a bit of an experiment.
          
          Another decision lays before you all, and that is what combination of Borrower and human you want to see. Please vote down below ^.^ and don't be afraid to leave comments and suggestions on things you're interested in seeing from this series.
          
          Cheers and, as always, stay awesome!
          ~Narrans
          
          
          
          
          1. Human Female - Borrower Female 
          
          2. Human Female - Borrower Male 
          
          3. Human Male - Borrower Male 
          
          4. Human Male - Borrower Female

The Foundhers | Chapter Six Teaser 
          Zavier clutched the strap of his duffle slung across his chest as he stood shakily and half jogged, half sped walk toward the nearby overpass. Each pound of his foot on the pavement was accompanied by a silent prayer that he made it in time. 
          Just a little further. Please! Dear God, please let me make it in time. One more step. Just another few steps and I’ll be there. Just a lit-.
          “Hhnnngg…!” Zavier’s entire body cramped, sending him crashing to his knees. It was sheer luck that Zavier’s duffle caught him as the teen collapsed as his muscles seized. 
          No! No no no! I was right there! 
          Zavier’s vision blurred, the sky above the same shade of nondescript gray, as his muscles and bones began cracking and contorting. It was impossible to breathe. Teeth squeaked as they ground together in a desperate attempt to silence the shriek of pain behind him. When the pain subsided, Zavier found himself draped over the top of the bag, hand about the width of the zipper teeth that rested under him. 
          His chest heaved as he caught his breath. The crushing disappointment mingled with frustration as Zavier pounded his fist into the fabric bag, head hung low, as his shoulders sagged. The strength in him moments ago vaporized. Defeat was bitter, yet it filled the teen through and through. He glanced hopelessly at his two bags and the now astronomical distance between him and the bridge, the path stretching out in what felt like continents away. 
          That’s just great. The only thing that could make this worse is…
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