The Inkwell

It was a rainy day, the day that I met her.

The sun rose and began its languid trip around the sky. Its light stretched among the woods, finding hidden spaces, covering others in new…

John only knew three things.

I found the old home at the outskirts of town. It was harder to find than I thought. All I had was an old business card with an address…

It was that time of year.

There are exactly two sights more beautiful than the final corner of a horse race where a dozen thoroughbreds come barreling by, and that…

“Did you forget the powdered milk?” I asked.

“So you think the thing that’s been attacking my cows has been a….”

I wasn’t supposed to hear them in the kitchen. They were speaking in hushed tones.

I finished my coffee and tossed the paper cup into the trash. I tugged on the chain around my neck. It had been itching all morning.

The bar was loud and packed with people.

We walked the same barren roads we’d been walking for years. The road and the few houses still standing never regained any of the colors…

It was hard to keep my eyes closed in the lobby of the lawyer’s office as the man sitting next to me wouldn’t stop fidgeting.

I sat in the corner of the small coffee shop my back to the wall.

I was following the beast for hours.

I shouldn’t have been out so long.

The small country bar wasn’t crowded, which was fine with me as I spent far too much time with people, and other things.

I woke up to branches scraping the side of the house.

The old man walked slowly through the cathedral. He still marveled how beautiful it was after all these years.

Long ago, there was a dragon who lived in a cave at the foot of a mountain near the town.

Onan old country road the Old Knight walked along his horse.

“What are we going to do with her?” she asked.

He woke up and wiped the sleep from his eyes.

It was snowing when they finally found the bookstore. The little town was quiet and the shop was the only thing open.

The air in the makeshift snow cave was only slightly warmer than the air outside. Luckily, our Elvish DNA kept us from freezing but just…

I’m going to tell you a story.