Getting The Tea On The Lord Of Dark Destruction

Sofia was determined to get her superiors to take her seriously, and if that meant summoning a demon to get the gossip column scoop she needed, so be it!

Urban Fey

Fey were an unusual sight in cities, but Amanda managed not to attract a second glance as she sauntered down the street.

C_T_O_IC Writing On The Wall

This part of town was covered in graffiti, so Mark wasn’t sure when the game of hangman appeared. It must be some communal art piece. He was happy to join in…

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 Annie’s grandparents had known she would wish for her “best friend” to come to life, they would’ve 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 didn’t 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 didn’t 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 woman’s left wrist; when you worked a cafe you got to know people by traits rather than names. But she hadn’t taken particular heed. The scarflette was just… there. Unremarkably remarkable. Until the spill happened.