Forest Creatures: Ember – Part Three
Short Story For a small pocket of time the humans were happy in the forest. Their laughter was louder than the whispering birds. I gave them their privacy, lighting myself on fire when another...
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Forgotten Dreams
Fantasy Short Story I found myself standing within a small, circular room, about two metres in height. My head ached and I was unaware of how I got to be there, so I...
Forest Creatures: Paper Bird – Part Two
Serial Fantasy The other birds remained mostly in the trees. They crowded together in a tangled and haunted mess of whispers. When one of the other four legged creatures passed beneath the tree, they...
The Dream – Part One
She opened her eyes and breathed slowly. That damn dream. A few short steps to the kitchen, and button pressed and coffee began to leak into the percolator. Sunlight slowly came through the window...
Raven – Part One
Raven & the Secret in the Forest – Serial Fiction book 1 in the ‘Raven Kingdom’ series by Leaf Edniwinga Dedicated to my son, Raven. Love – Leaf “A young boy who lives with...
Moon – Part One
Short Story A moonless night in a forest of silence. Save for a single soul. A hunter stalking between the trees. When he moved he was nothing more than a shadow in the trees,...
We’ll Fly Away
Short Story Salma stared at the clouds all day. The quiet stilled her mind to let her dream dreams of flight. Salma would find a way into the library after closing and spend...
Perpetual Agony
Poem Dragging through perpetual agony I crave for that familiar feel Surfing through the layers I dip into the marsh mellow cake Sparkling in the depths Are those ever expressive eyes I plunge...
Forest Creatures: Quiet – Part Three
Serial Fantasy “Oh, hello there, little thing,” the immortal said at the sight of her. “Is that mine?” The human gestured to the red fruit in the immortal’s hand. She was a clever girl....
Weep and You Weep Alone
Trash up to your ankles. That’s what it’s like in the alleys around here. The dejected, the lonely, the ghosts. We all live in them. Camouflaged with garbage. You almost never see us, not...
Forest Creatures: Quiet – Part Two
Fantasy “So fragile,” one immortal woman said, turning one of the playthings she’d just plucked in slender fingers. This particular immortal had hair as white as snow that hung straight to her naked waist....
