Honeyed Memory Wrapped In Waxen Forgetting
“The bees know their way home, grandma. It’s not like they’d forget.”
A Fire Shared Is A Fire Grown
Hannah had never thought much about Hearth Week. And she was now too old to believe in monsters…
A Simple Crushing Choice
It was a simple choice. A simple, dreadful, bitter choice…
The Mask That Reveals
I was excited and anxious about taking part in the Midwinter Chorus. What mask would choose me? Would I be able to do it justice?
The Hearth Eternal
The longest night. The oldest fire. Two strangers, bound by destiny. “If you were called, welcome. If not… turn back now.”