Dark Fantasy
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The North Stars Compass
What gives you direction in life? The first snow of winter arrives early this year, falling in gentle spirals past my frost-etched window. Each delicate crystal catches the pale morning light before surrendering to the growing blanket below, a soft whisper of white that muffles the sounds of Millbridge waking to another day. I watch,… Continue reading
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The Words That Guide Us
Do you have a quote you live your life by or think of often? The Words That Guide Us The ancient oak desk bore the battle scars of forty years of scholarly dedication, ink stains like tiny archipelagos, circular ghosts of countless tea mugs, and the subtle groove worn where Allister Thornfield had rested his… Continue reading
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The Waiting Light
Five more days until the Festival of Ascending Lights. Five more endless, torturous days of pretending I care about arithmetic lessons and proper table manners when all I can think about are silver-blue flames rising into the winter sky and the secret I’ve kept since autumn’s first frost. I trace today’s date on the frost-etched… Continue reading
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The Question Collector
Have you ever been camping? Evening sunlight spilled through the forest canopy, dappling the wooden porch with golden patterns that shifted and danced with the gentle summer breeze. Old Man Holloway rocked steadily in his handcrafted chair, its cedar frame polished to a soft gleam by decades of use. A half-whittled block of pine rested… Continue reading
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Painter of The Between Times
When do you feel most productive? Dawn arrives with a whisper against my cottage window, the gentle brush of light trying to capture my attention like an impatient child tugging at sleeves. I ignore it, turning instead to mix another shade of cerulean, this one darker, with undertones of violet that only reveal themselves when… Continue reading
