microfiction 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?
microfiction The Hearth Eternal The longest night. The oldest fire. Two strangers, bound by destiny. “If you were called, welcome. If not… turn back now.”
microfiction The Errant Lonely Bell It was a tradition old as copper, though these days most of the bells were made of bronze or silver. All through the warm months they sang. But tomorrow’s the first day of winter, the silent season…
microfiction A Glimpse Into The Winter Habits Of Forest Dragons Here we see a juvenile forest dragon, resting in the yearling burrow she shares with her litter-mates…
microfiction The Importance Of Earnest Truth-Seeking I must make it clear that I would normally never interact with an obviously magical artefact, but something pulled me to the eerily white, faintly glowing board…
microfiction Ever After Princess gets kidnapped, prince rescues her, they fall in love and marry and live happily ever after. That was how it WORKED. How had he managed to mess this up?
microfiction Mortal Shackles Of A Fated Adversary When I realised what happened, at first I laughed. Youthful foolishness. I thought only that I’d be invincible…
microfiction Who Stole The Moon? Cat was tired of this - after five nights of having to put the moon back in the sky, she was going to find out who was stealing it!
microfiction To Light The Sun Greg didn’t remember the last time the sun ruled the sky; he’d been born on the day the cycle shifted. That’s why he was tasked with climbing the Tower and moving the cycle on again.
microfiction Stained And Shamed Henry punched the rag back into the sudsy bucket, sweat dripping into his eyes. That’s the only reason they were watering. It was the salt. That’s all.
microfiction A Name To Die As Tom always expected his past would catch up to him one day. Sometimes he even hoped it would.
microfiction Breath Of The Clockwork Heart Bell-Tender Heath watched the tower’s clockwork tick and whir. Everything was exactly as it should be. He didn’t look out the windows.
microfiction The Light Mage's Shadow What Helen was about to do would get her not only thrown out of the academy but stripped of her magic and possibly interred in the Wayward Crypts. Alive.
microfiction The Stars Came In Screaming It wasn’t supposed to be like this. The stars weren’t due to arrive for thirty years. And they’d never screamed before.
microfiction Welcome To The Void Heart The rift opened, dragging me with it. For the first time I didn’t fight the pull. I knew it was foolish. Everyone said the other side was a nightmarish place. Deadly. Far worse than anything here. But…
microfiction Huldra Hunt He had been a charming courter - until he declared himself her hunter. Foolish mortal.
microfiction Two Faces Vs Two-Faced Nobody came near when Don was training in his “Alter Form”. He didn’t blame them. The stories of shifters slipping and losing control were frightful. It was called “Cursed Blood” for a reason. Sure, their fear hurt. How could it not? But he didn’t blame them.
microfiction Revenge's Burden “We’re heroes, Brody.” Otis said softly, with a smile eerily like the earnest young man he’d been when they set out. “Heroes don’t murder.”
microfiction The Truth-Giver Once, so far away that it could almost be quite close, there was an alchemist told to find Truth. But the truth is a tricky thing to distill, and harder still to swallow…
microfiction A Precious Gift, A Shattered Trust I was five years and five days of age when a monster knocked on our door, saying he’d come to collect his child. My father pointed to me…
microfiction Off To Take My Dragon-Flying Test I’m sixteen, and like any other citizen of Aria that means I’m taking the test to get my dragon-flying license. After all, it’s the only way to get around up here…
microfiction Phillip's Debut Role Postponed Cal’s the calm twin. Always had been. So when he whispered “Oh SHIT”, I looked up. Despite struggling with an angry goat and balancing on a bucking raft which had felt plenty big enough when we planned this stunt.
microfiction Thinking Of You The arch-fiend is slain! Which means the world is saved… and that one of the heroes is doomed to fade away. In the wake of this grief, what is left?
microfiction The Sky Cried For Him Being a big sister carries challenges and responsibilities, especially in a village where twins are always born with magic…
