Novocane4dasoul Subscription Story

(February 14, 2025)

It was a Friday night. Just a Friday like any other. Novocane4dasoul was getting ready for a fun night out with friends at a club downtown, and they couldn’t wait to get moving.

They checked out their reflection in the mirror, tucked away a stray piece of hair, then started for the door to wait for their ride.

But when they opened the door, they didn’t see their street. Instead, all they saw was an empty wasteland. Confused, they closed the door and looked back into their house. Everything there was as it was supposed to be.

Again, they opened the door. Nothing except sand and dust and the withered fragments of the maple tree that had stood in their yard.

Known for witty, vivid characters, Krista Walsh never has more fun than getting them into trouble and taking her time getting them out.


When not writing, she can be found reading, gaming, or watching a film – anything to get lost in a good story.


She currently lives in Ottawa, Ontario with her husband, toddler, and epileptic blue heeler

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