Yellow Fish–the small, but often busy tavern–was slower than usual tonight. Dusty turned to his friend, Gareth, and with…
Julian lights a candle for Saint Lazarus and sets it atop the marble kitchen island. “What are you doing?” Rose asks, “You’re not religious.”
Amin wondered why his father looked so old.
It hadn’t been that long. A year. Give or take a few months. There was also the…
The snake witch needed something stylish for the monster ball
She stirs her salad, eyes focused on her plate. A hint of vinegar hangs in the air. “I believe that although life is temporary, love…
Thrax and Ellyn were sprawled out on the cold forest floor. They had spent the entire afternoon following a game trail to…
Teddy Pringle’s father had beaten him this morning, so he’d figured he’d be safe the rest of the day.
At the age of ninety, Marina Nikolayevich received a vision from God. Go to the Mayor, God said, and ask him for land on which…