They Return Every Year to Lay Flowers on the Spot

They Return Every Year to Lay Flowers on the Spot

The villagers returned every year to spread flowers across the bog. A riot of pinks and blues, purples and yellows, even shocks of pristine white sprinkled like snow for one glorious afternoon before they were left to wilt in the mud. Then they returned to their festivals and dances, their stories and feasts, hoping against …

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In Dreams

In Dreams

They came to her in dreams. Names and voices, images and events. Without context, they flooded the quiet hours of the night, leaving her to sort through them in the morning. To find meaning and act upon it. Just last night, a young man with hazy features attending her court spoke the title ‘mother’ in …

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He Knows the Right People

He Knows the Right People

Most men lost sleep the night before a significant business transaction. They worked themselves into a frenzy over everything that could possibly go wrong, planning for each contingency in turn in order to mitigate the impact should the worst happen. And when they’d finished planning, they sweated over how to get the most desirable results …

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A Winter Holiday

A Winter Holiday

“Our ancestors used to believe that the Sun disappeared forever on the night of the Winter Solstice, never to return.” Rather than watch her mother’s animated face as she told the familiar tale, Morulin focused on her twin brothers. It would be their first time participating in the Yule ritual and they had been squirming …

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Coming Soon – Sea of Twisted Souls

Coming Soon – Sea of Twisted Souls

On April 10th, my husband and I will be attending an Iron Maiden concert. (What!) It’s the first time we’ve bought big tickets for ourselves. Technically it’s to make up for all the anniversaries we’ve missed while moving (even though it’s nowhere near our anniversary), but for me it feels like the reward for something …

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Shallow Breath

Shallow Breath

Elian woke to a tangle of blankets and a flurry of shallow breaths. He knew better than to panic; if there were danger present, he would only offer an opportunity to attack. So he forced himself to lay still, gritting his teeth while his heart pounded in his chest, in his throat, in his ears. …

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