Joanna AbrahamThe DragonI can see you from where I’m standing, on top of a seaside hill, my bow hanging loosely by my side and an arrow clasped lightly in my hand…Mar 4, 2020Mar 4, 2020
Joanna AbrahamThe ProphecyWhen I opened my eyes, I was standing on the top of a wide cliff. Bare rock stretched endlessly in three directions and, though the low…Jan 21, 2018Jan 21, 2018
Joanna AbrahamThe MaskMy dreams don’t start with a haze like you might expect. There is no slow lifting of the fog, no gentle coming into the sleep world. They…Jan 7, 2018Jan 7, 2018