Fantasy

Could you do any better with your life if you had a “do-over”?

I know the trees ain’t getting any shorter, so I guess that means I went and grew again.

In the cave, at sundown, it’s said the boundary of the Otherworld thins, and the Aos Sí—the spirits—can cross over into our world.

Everyone at that rave is just another poor player, strutting and fretting, trying to make the best of their brief hour upon the stage.

In the ensuing days, it was the talk of the town. Who had bought the Carson place? Didn’t they know it was cursed? What kind… Read More »The Butterfly House

You’re telling me that at some point, whoever’s bedroom this is will come in, and I’ll be watching them from the other side of their… Read More »Vanity