One-Liner Wednesday | Rose Garden

This piece was written for Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday promp. Dead, crispy rose petals littered the garden in such a way that it made my spirit droop, until I saw the one red rose alive and gleaming in all it’s splendor. ~ One bad rose can ruin the whole garden, but one good rose…

struggles for the black bird

turn your head to the left a little further than you normally would. see the black bird perched on your shoulder with bleak black eyes strung in its head like beads. love and care for that bird, but do not remove him from your shoulders. cry at night, or in the day if you can’t…

Quondam Winds (Part 2)

There was one night when she was fifteen that was especially cold. She had been through what she had thought was the coldest of colds two years ago, but this one was far worse. She felt her toes go numb and her fingers grow so brittle that it felt like they had been cut off….

The Demon Lord and His Empty Heaven

Another excerpt of The Dark Hero! Check out the Dark Hero tab on my blog to read the rest. ~~~ Like the late Gods of Infinion that once had lived in their chambers above, a divine space for Gurutrov had also been constructed. He was neither god nor mortal, but his creation of an entire…