Stepping into Stories, One Word at a Time
"The journey was a nightmare, yet a nightmare painted on a background that stirred Terelle's soul. The wide skies, the strange orange light of dawn, the burning white sun of midday and the crimson dusks; the shadowed scarps, the gnarled trees clawing their way into barren soils, the weathered rocks and sculpted cliffs: she remembered... 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 →
"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 →
Of Worlds Forgotten 