Good Intentions Left Unhealing Scars
Iâd set that ward up to warn me of foxes at my compost heap. I wasnât prepared to find myself face to face with a hooded figure wielding an axe. Then I see their faceâŚ
Topic
fantasy
A collection of 95 issues
Lacking Words To Sprout
Hollis was not surprised when a hooded crow landed on the branch she was sitting on, nor when it spoke with her grandfatherâs voice.
Mr Grumpy's Secret Soul
Every day I wonder if this was intended as some twisted mercy, or if that wretched angel came up with a torture so fiendish it never wouldâve occurred to ME, a proud denizen of hell itself.
Buoyant Blessings From The Sea
At the first light of dawn, as with every dawn, the children of the island rushed down to the ocean, combing their allotted stretch of shore. Praying to be blessed.
The Vault Of Arcane Neglect
The air of the basement was dank and sour, undercut with the fizz of forbidden magics. The unhallowed graveyard of the Arcane Citadelâs guilty secrets.
Being My Shadow's Shadow
Some days I think Iâve gotten used to being the shadow. Some days I feel it might be better this way. Other days I desperately long to scream.
A Burden Of Memory And Healing
âThe truth is a burden. Youâre lucky you donât remember.â I told him. And, like an innocent child, he believed me without question.
Ghoulishly Good Business Sense
The carriage driver clicked to the horses, who took off with what, had the humans been paying more attention, mightâve seemed unusual eagerness to leave the warm and safe innâŚ
Sugar Spun Over Blood
âOoh, a rowboat!â She trills. Youâd have to know her very well to detect the fury hidden behind her air-headed smile. âHow romantic!â
A Strange Domestic Bliss
âMy love.â Clifford said solemnly. âMy muscle-bound pearl. My robust rose. While I would never denigrate your prowess or forceful presence⌠I have met your mother.â