The Dance of the Soulmates
I’m standing in the cell where my husband had spent the last three years of his life and despite my resolution to remain firm; I cannot hold back the tears. I succumb to emotion, allowing…
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Pappa’s Words
The words burst forth on my fourth birthday, veneering outwards ever since, a voracious volcano of verbs and adjectives, like too many popcorn kernels in a tiny pot. They seemed to form from within the…
Anarien: Of the Weaving of the Realms
Remember ye the Spark? The flame which ignites over thoughts once dark. Like unto a star eternally bright Thus was the beginning begot, And Zauri, the great Scribe wove Voices from the depths, yet we…
There Was a Girl
I suppose, when you get right down to it, this story begins with one of the oldest cliches in the book: “There was a girl.” But not just any girl. This girl...this combination of every…