Stepping into Stories, One Word at a Time
"Everyone remembered firsts. Your first love, first kiss, the birth of your first child, or the sight of your first snowfall. A life was built on the backs of firsts. Shining moments, pins in the timeline, holding who you were together. Acaelus could remember the first time he'd died, a boltgun through the head. It'd... Continue Reading →
"I led her up Supal, which hadn't changed much since Mossa and I were students: the typically curlicued lanterns; the tea shops designed for every taste from quiet to rowdy, basic to exclusive; the prayer booths in a range of denominations; the quaint bookshops in every specialization. Shops offered very need of the scholar, from magnifying eyewear... Continue Reading →
"I walk through life holding everything in. Every thought that's too hard or too much. Every comment that may make someone uncomfortable or look at me differently. I push everything deep, secure the lid, and then sand down all my edges, too, until they're smooth. Presentable.And I guess I didn't realize how much pressure that was... Continue Reading →
My entire life, I thought I needed to hold on to love with an iron fist. It was a feeling I needed to trap, to smother, so it wouldn’t slip through my fingers. Little did I know, when you’re with the right person, being in love never feels like the bottom is going to fall... Continue Reading →
"Despite being a creature out of myth, Aurelie Dubois utterly disregarded nonsense like magic, the supernatural, and gods. No, that was misleading. Her faith in science and science alone was because she was a creature of myth." A Magical Imperative by Edith Pawlicki Having read Minerva by Edith Pawlicki recently, I was really excited to pick... Continue Reading →
“The reason we show you this,” Otubre said, “right here at the start of your training, is so you’ll know what you’re fighting for. Every world’s got a lease, troopers. Every one of us has got an expiry date. But until god himself comes down from the holy mountain and tells us our time is... Continue Reading →
Of Worlds Forgotten 