Animals began telling stories of Silver Nose’s nightly journeys and his signal fires. It did not take long for others to start calling him Flame Fox. A being who was black as night during the day and who set fires on fells as the rest of the world was fast asleep.
Read MoreA helpful introduction to making magic easy and repeatable in your everyday life.
Read MoreAmong the tales of sorrow and of ruin that came down to us from the darkness of those days there are yet some in which amid weeping there is joy and under the shadow of death light that endures. And of these histories most fair still in the ears of the Elves is the tale of Beren and Lúthien.
Read MoreIf more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.
Read More“How in hell is anybody supposed to help you if you won’t ask?” Because asking is dangerous, I could tell her. Because to ask is to hope that someone answers, and it hurts so bad when nobody does.
Read MoreNever trust a writer who doesn’t have too many books to read. Or a reader, for that matter.
Read MoreLive long enough, you realize some folks can be handed a problem and some tools, and they’ll sort it out. And I never think twice about hiring that sort of fellow.
Read MoreYou made a haunted house out of your own flesh and bones.
Read MoreA dark fiction anthology by indigenous writers.
Read MoreThe city in the south would go the way of limestone, crumbling into the desert until nothing was left but an archaeological layer of dark gray ash and sorrow.
Read MoreFear is generous and does not exclusively live in the hearts of mortals.
Read MoreCan you imagine the colonized fighting on behalf of the colonizer to protect the colonizer from being colonized?
Read MoreNo woman should be made to fear that she was not enough.
Read MoreThe unsaid thing about funerals is that directly after the communal mourning for someone you love, after everyone is gone and the connected grief dispersed, comes a solitude beyond imagining. A great, gaping nothing where a whole person and life and future used to be. The other side of a funeral is abyss.
Read MoreBecause broken hearts strip vocabularies down to their raw bones…
Read MoreWhen Kyra makes all the males disappear, she must choose her sister who hates her or the man who loves her.
Read More“Grief can change a person to the point where they become someone they don’t know, or even like very much. I don’t want that to happen to you.”
Read MoreAnd that is why the world has Holy Grails - not because the world needs Holy Grails, but because the world needs heroes.
Read MorePerhaps that is what it is like being with other people. Perhaps even people you like and admire immensely can make you see the World in ways you would rather not.
Read MoreI would never be adorable and bubbling over with praise for myself and others. Instead, I was still and cold, and I had to hope that was enough.
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