Stepping into Stories, One Word at a Time
"The Hall women were born to hard breaks and bad decisions. They fell in love with the wrong people so consistently it was as though an ancestral curse doomed them to heartbreak, from a grandmother married to a guy so terrible she killed him, to Charlie’s last boyfriend , who shot her. Posey said that... 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 →
"Eyes narrowed in concentration, Eleanor knelt in front of the kitchen fire and stared at the hearthstone directly before her, willing the symbol that she knew was magically embedded there to appear. As she did so, she felt a thin trickle of power flowing from her to it, a sensation that was unsettingly like blood... Continue Reading →
"Moments after we docked onto the Structure - just as I was considering whether I could risk glancing fondly at her again - we were suddenly plunged into absolute darkness. Though the interior lights in the depth-craft activated quickly, all I could see outside was impenetrable murk. No luminous fish, no shadowy deep-sea whales, not... Continue Reading →
"The night is a hand on the back of her neck, heavy, unwelcome, and she feels dizzy, unmoored, the world gone soft under her feet, her senses knocked off-kilter- like taking a nap in the afternoon and waking to find it's dark outside, or stepping off one of those moving sidewalks, or lying for too... Continue Reading →
"The first time Esther met Rin, they were a storm. While walking in the Modal Lands she was caught in a howling gale, and took shelter beneath one of the granite outcroppings that littered the area near the Refrain. There was a great clashing in the air, and the sort of mixing weather common to... Continue Reading →
Of Worlds Forgotten 