C_T_O_IC Writing On The Wall
This part of town was covered in graffiti, so Mark wasnāt sure when the game of hangman appeared. It must be some communal art piece. He was happy to join inā¦
Leeron Heywood
Carrying Home
It was definitely a mirror, not a picture; if you took it off the wall and tilted it, the reflection moved just as it should. But what it reflected had nothing to do with its surroundings.
To Hug A Cloud
As a child I spent hours reaching, trying to touch the fluffy, frolicking clouds. Then I learned that living clouds nested in the mountains...
Responsibility For A Wish
If Annieās grandparents had known she would wish for her ābest friendā to come to life, they wouldāve picked a smaller, lighter doll to gift her. Now that Annie was seven, Belle was half her size.
The Shop Which Didn't Exist
There was a shop in the royal city which didnāt exist. Ask anyone.
Winged But Flightless
"God's a right jokester, eh? Imagine if She'd made birds and not taught them to fly. But us and the Weave..."
Forever Loved
At first you thought I was delusion. Your grief playing tricks on you. I didnāt know enough to tell you otherwise; I was barely five months old when I died.
The Spill And The Scarflette
Mildred had noticed the red scarflette wrapped around the old womanās left wrist; when you worked a cafe you got to know people by traits rather than names. But she hadnāt taken particular heed. The scarflette was justā¦ there. Unremarkably remarkable.
Until the spill happened.
RIP Debbie
Judge Evans wished this case was being handled by someone with proper knowledge of werewolves. Or pet chickens.
Check The Basement
I was woken by a tapping sound. For a moment I thought it was the oak tree outside my window. Then I remembered this new house doesn't have trees near it...