Slow Day at Stamie’s Swimwear

The days were getting longer, the sun setting a bit later each day over the shores in Santa Barbara. Not that Canaan cared. Her shift usually ended around 5:00, roughly an hour and a half before the skies faded from cyan to peach-pink. Plenty of time for her to walk the…

The Swimmer of the Sky

In a red swimsuit, she waded through the clear blue. With her arms, she cut through the winds as they softly caressed her skin. The woman swam through the air.

She was a child of The King of the Seas and The Queen of the Storms, so whispers one of the legends.

Bathing Beauty Betty

Six year old Newton Dewberry stood rooted to the ground with bathing trunks that covered him past his knees. They’d been new when his oldest brother was 10.

He gazed up with his jaw just about at the hem of his trunks. He’d heard about Bathing Beauty Betty. He’d…

Brunehilde, the Winged

You egotistical megalomaniac!

You sit there absorbing the misdirected cheers of your people, their ignorant adulation at your false victory. Those wings on your shiny helmet came from your food source, not your enemy. And your victory came…

Summer Vacation

Lindsey Cooper sat in the backseat of her father’s car, watching the sights go by in their wake. For their annual summer vacation, Mr. Cooper decided to take the whole family to his childhood home.

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Clean, Bright, and Grey

Lady Grey tucked her hands under her chin and gazed with forlorn grace at the unfinished feast. She had arranged the turkey so carefully, even putting a flower in his beak as a tribute to her youthful sixteen years. The pepper lay scattered among the salt, a devastating waste.