Warmth. A kind warmth not the beating heat of a desert but the gentle caress of sunshine on your skin. Birds humming in the treetops, some loudly singing as they wing their way through the clear blue sky above. It brings with it a sense of belonging. A sensce of presence. Because sunshine demands that … More Sunshine (From the Archives)
Nelly sipped on her wine, curled upon the sofa as her speakers gently played out tunes across the room. It was quiet, and it was perfect. It was just how she liked to spend an evening after dinner, just experiencing the flow of time over her mind as thoughts came and went. The scented candle … More Music and Wine (From the Archives)
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“Why do we have to listen to this again?” Ake grumbled. “Because I’m the driver,” Sarah replied, slapping Ake’s hand away from the radio. The engine of the car roared loudly as she accelerated down the empty road.It was a long drive, this hunt was going to be particularly nasty considering there were numerous demon … More On the Hunt (From the Archives)
“So, big day,” Merisa said. Gaele scowled further. She could feel the knots in her stomach already. Testing day was the worst. Testing for your robes doubly so. But this, this was worse than any testing that had come before. The testing for your patron, the supernatural being who would grant you access to magics … More Patron’s Choice (From the Archives)
October has been one of those months which has spun past me at a rate of knots. One moment we are mourning the ending of Summer, and the next I find myself flung fully into a non-daylight saving timezone, featuring dark mornings and even darker nights. This month, I’ve allowed myself to restructure my novel … More Autumnal Thoughts (October Update)
The bruise makes a curious dark pattern across my skin. In any other situation, this mingling of purple and black would be almost beautiful, after all the colours flow in and out of one another like the gas clouds in a nebula. But on skin? No on skin it is not beautiful because it hurts. … More Bruise (From the Archives)
There are many what ifs. Many maybes. A few near misses, a few but what about- All of them are meaningless. They’re not real. They’re conjecture, a thought that has no more meaning than the dreams you draw up in your sleep. They don’t hold you. They don’t own you. They’re not you.
Even the stars die. It is just the way things are. But it doesn’t mean that things cannot be forever, because when stars die their energy goes out into the universe, spreading far and wide across the vacuum. The star does not disappear. There is something of it that remains behind, the energy that is … More And so the stars, they die (From the Archives)
“You got it?” Fethna asked as Nattali got into the car. “Ye of little faith,” Nattali said, pulling out the folder from under her jacket. It hadn’t been a particularly hard lift, just distract the guards and the receptionist was practically gagging to get someone as important as the Lieutenant of the Fifth Quarter at … More The Document (A Teacup Story)