Chasing The Compass Song
“When the storm comes, my compass always points to the old lighthouse. The abandoned one out on the island."
Topic
microfiction
A collection of 25 issues
Moonlight Moonshine
It was incredibly difficult to tell if a fey was messing with you. Davis scratched his head and surveyed the line of casks they’d arranged on the hilltop.
Bad Smudge! Bad Present!
Pets mean well, but somehow always seem to have the worst timing.
That Constant Creak
As a child that floorboard was my nemesis. I never managed to avoid it. My secret dream was the floor needing to be replaced. Now I'm so, so glad that didn't happen.
Breaking Confidentiality
“I don’t know what it is. If it’s a literal monster, or someone in the house, or… But her parents know about it."