Leeron Heywood Writing

One Of Us Needs To Be Individual

Every solstice, catching my shadow gets harder. How long do I have before dawn?

Buying A Reason

I’d known about the Midnight Market since I was a child but never been before. It’s as eerie as everyone claims. I hope they’re also right about what you can buy here…

The Plight Of The Dropped Star-Child

After that solstice marvel, nobody in the village called mundane wispy meteorites a “falling star” ever again.

An Impartial Third Liminal Opinion

While newborn care had caused Kyle to slip into hallucinations before, this was a dozy of a lack-of-sleep vision.

Born From Stories, Darkness, And Hope

Why all the concern? All I had to do was tend the fire.

Leeron Heywood Writing © 2026