Stepping into Stories, One Word at a Time
"Four years of sparring when we could have had this: his awful singing voice, his hip bumping mine to encourage me to sing along, the scarlet on his cheeks when I attacked him with icing. While I was so focused on destroying him, I missed so much."Today Tonight Tomorrow I may be in my Rachel... Continue Reading →
"Nantheam was different from any other city I had ever lived in or visited. It was steeped in millennia of culture and history and had grown organically rather than being meticulously planned and established mere centuries ago. I am sure other places on Ganmak have a similar history, but with Nantheam being the biggest metropolis... Continue Reading →
Of Worlds Forgotten 