The Queen’s Garden had been busier than usual lately. Hestia had felt the presence of first one, then another. More and more, coming in pairs and groups, until the essence of thousands of souls drifted through the leaves, sparkling in the morning dew. Continue reading The Queen’s Garden – A Fairelands Story
The Unweaver had been at work in the world again. Rarely sighted, particularly in these lands where all the beings were so aware, so vigilant. Actions and reactions, events and occurances in the wider world rippled and echoed even here. To Saya, these whispers and rumbles were more tangible. Continue reading Why I Relay – A blogger challenge
“Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me…”
The streets were quiet.
They had been quiet for days…
Days? No, Cerys’ foot nudged the drift of detritus forming a strange high tide line along the cracked pavement. It had been a good while longer than that. Continue reading A Quiet Time – A Fantasy Faire Story
The sands shifted as the spring breeze swirled into existence, chasing the last of the clinging frosts from the dunes. Grain tumbled over grain; a slip swelling into a landslide, uncovering what had remained buried for decades. The glimmer of crystal, a shining drop of blue amidst the sand. Emerging from the depths of the earth’s clinging confinement, Arala stepped forth, pulling her staff free behind her.