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Himmelsgrau

It has never been this calm before. A short piece on a childhood fear. Dark waves crash against the crisp sand beneath pairs of feet. It has never been this calm before. Airs still sufficient, hearing the hiss fade. The company is cosy, familiar. "Look up." A warm and certain voice. Weathered by experience and cracked by tales. "Look up. See." There is but a singular light in the night sky. "See. Shapes. Formations. Shadows arranged just so it smiles." Comforting. It watches

Enigma

Homework assignment to describe your character from someone else's POV in one page, one scene. Used Eugene for this. Originally published...

Where the Animals wait

A diary filled with grief-stricken entries becomes a portal to ancient magic. A myth whispered through trees, a secret kept by swans, and...

Fred's Dread

Fred is trying to survive the monotony he sees in college when a few late night texts make him wander to places he wouldn't even go with...

A Mother's Fury

A task to rewrite a scene from Beowulf in a different perspective, a different light. Originally published December 2022 I never could...

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