Stepping into Stories, One Word at a Time
“I like to keep the lake looking neat and tidy. You wouldn’t know it from the surface, but my lake is spotless, with excellent water circulation and the best crop of brown trout in western England. Even my frogs look smarter than those in inferior lakes, though they taste much the same. I may not... Continue Reading →
“Ashilde immediately felt blinded, unable to see anything in the paralyzing darkness; a sensation only made worse when she felt something catch on her foot, causing her to trip. Only air met her and she barely pivoted to land on her side, though Anóra still cried out into her chest as they collided with the... Continue Reading →
“When you love someone, they become a part of who you are. They're in everything you do. They're in the air you breathe and the water you drink and the blood in your veins. Their touch stays on your skin and their voice stays in your ears and their thoughts stay in your mind. You... Continue Reading →
"There once was a girl,” he murmured, “clever and good, who tarried in shadow in the depths of the wood. There also was a King—a shepherd by his crook, who reigned over magic and wrote the old book. The two were together, so the two were the same: “The girl, the King… and the monster... Continue Reading →
The minute Thanksgiving ended, I pulled out my Christmas decorations and began to fill my living space with holiday cheer. Every year, we try to add to our decorations, even if it’s just a little bit. This year, I bought some beautiful Christmas flowers and also placed cute Christmas window decals on our windows and... Continue Reading →
Of Worlds Forgotten 