Short Stories

The Shadows

In the hollow woods, they crept. Every villager had an inkling of what they were and the surrounding villages had their own folk stories to tell, but only Karissa had seen one. It's true that she would laugh at the stories, and dance at the festivals in honor of them called The Shadows. That was… Continue reading The Shadows

Poetry

Take My Hand

Follow me to lands unknown, our adventurous souls etched in the stories we've told,  but still dripping with dreams yet to be foretold,  for the world remains in our hands to hold, take my hand, darling,  there's a journey waiting for us to unfold.  Forever you and I, our beating hearts forever entwined,  each feeding… Continue reading Take My Hand