Urban Fey Fey were an unusual sight in cities, but Amanda managed not to attract a second glance as she sauntered down the street.
C_T_O_IC Writing On The Wall This part of town was covered in graffiti, so Mark wasnāt sure when the game of hangman appeared. It must be some communal art piece. He was happy to join inā¦
Carrying Home It was definitely a mirror, not a picture; if you took it off the wall and tilted it, the reflection moved just as it should. But what it reflected had nothing to do with its surroundings.
Responsibility For A Wish If Annieās grandparents had known she would wish for her ābest friendā to come to life, they wouldāve picked a smaller, lighter doll to gift her. Now that Annie was seven, Belle was half her size.
Forever Loved At first you thought I was delusion. Your grief playing tricks on you. I didnāt know enough to tell you otherwise; I was barely five months old when I died.
The Spill And The Scarflette Mildred had noticed the red scarflette wrapped around the old womanās left wrist; when you worked a cafe you got to know people by traits rather than names. But she hadnāt taken particular heed. The scarflette was just⦠there. Unremarkably remarkable. Until the spill happened.
RIP Debbie Judge Evans wished this case was being handled by someone with proper knowledge of werewolves. Or pet chickens.
Check The Basement I was woken by a tapping sound. For a moment I thought it was the oak tree outside my window. Then I remembered this new house doesn't have trees near it...
Barking Up The Correct Tree It was Gary's first time collecting materials from a magical tree, and while the tree being able to talk helped it also made him feel awkward.
Oaths And Guidelines The elderly goblin sighed. "They keep swearing my humors are all normal, but..."