The Forgotten Sun
That once-familiar warmth. It was like the touch of an old friend. He drank it in. Well worth climbing 247 steps.
Leeron Heywood
The Truthful Curse Of Agnus Greene
Everyone agreed that it was a curse, though few came out and said it was a *bad thing*. But ever since Agnus Greene had cursed the town, anyone born in Withshim couldn’t lie.
Well. You got three.
Princess Ferret In Taffeta
There’s no weary sigh quite like a child’s weary sigh. Wholehearted and unburdened by proportional perspective. “That’s not what a ferret princess would sound like, Mummy!”
I Sold My Voice And I Must Weep
Oh how I lament the foolishness of youth! Love led me astray and now I am but seafoam and bitter regret.
The Returning Muse
“Ah! My Lady Muse! At last you have returned to me!”
Chasing The Compass Song
“When the storm comes, my compass always points to the old lighthouse. The abandoned one out on the island."
Moonlight Moonshine
It was incredibly difficult to tell if a fey was messing with you. Davis scratched his head and surveyed the line of casks they’d arranged on the hilltop.
Bad Smudge! Bad Present!
Pets mean well, but somehow always seem to have the worst timing.
That Constant Creak
As a child that floorboard was my nemesis. I never managed to avoid it. My secret dream was the floor needing to be replaced. Now I'm so, so glad that didn't happen.
Breaking Confidentiality
“I don’t know what it is. If it’s a literal monster, or someone in the house, or… But her parents know about it."