In The Jaws Of Hate, For Love Dawn touches the horizon as we gather. We’re all dressed for a riot - masks, helmets, warding amulets - yet the silence echoes. It will remain until the guard arrives to stamp it out.
The Heady Scent Of Clarity A demure sign promising magic. An impulsive diversion from her journey home. Now Sam has to decide what she truly wants.
Etched Into Your Soul Even starting the process to adopt a changeling can bring unexpected surprises...
Death's Ninth Piece 1 A young girl gets to play Death for her life, but all she has is Snakes & Ladders.
The Truthful Curse Of Agnus Greene Everyone agreed that it was a curse, though few came out and said it was a *bad thing*. But ever since Agnus Greene had cursed the town, anyone born in Withshim couldn’t lie. Well. You got three.
Princess Ferret In Taffeta There’s no weary sigh quite like a child’s weary sigh. Wholehearted and unburdened by proportional perspective. “That’s not what a ferret princess would sound like, Mummy!”
Chasing The Compass Song “When the storm comes, my compass always points to the old lighthouse. The abandoned one out on the island."
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.