He didn’t even look up from his desk. His eyes were glued to the papers before him as he sorted them. I felt my heart pounding in my chest, I knew he had heard my request. As a newly appointed Custodian, I was given the right to choose my first project. During my time at …
I saw a light, beautiful and bright I saw a light, holding back the cold darkness of night It was powerful and bold, from it a great story was told It was more than I ever knew, it was more because it was true. Yet, when I gazed at this light, I knew only fear …
I’ve known pain in my life. After all, who hasn’t known the subtle, niggling sting of living? It pricks at you daily. Slowly drawing motes of blood until you breathe your last as it takes the last drop. Nothing, however, could have prepared me for the day they took my beloved Karina from me. …
It’s amazing how much more real life is as it happens around us. The things we see and hear, the expressions of the people as they pass on by, the masks they wear. So often I wonder what truths lie behind these masks. How many of them are facing an insurmountable storm? How many of …
Running on vapors, the last vestiges of fumes that serve as the fuel for your spark. Deep within you, something yearns. Soon you learn that within these vapors, the sharp aroma of desperation is intermingled. So the question begs to be asked: What do I do? There are moments in life when as writers we …
By Elizabeth Wright (To Listen to Audio Click Here) “Shhhhhh. Quiet over there. You are making too much noise.” The Box Makers told her. “But I don’t fit inside this one.” She said. “There isn’t enough space in here for me.” “Well that is the one that has been given to you.” They told her. …
Ahren rubbed her eyes. The sun orbs were nearly out which signified the hour was late. It was likely just a few hours before dawn. She felt goosebumps forming as her bare feet touched the cold stone. It helped to chase the grogginess she felt away, but her body still yearned for sleep and the …
It was always the same when Bodvar was in one of his moods. Arald didn’t need to even think about it. He adjusted himself in the saddle, then looked back over his shoulder. Four rode on horseback, with the rest of the Blades trudging through the snow. Horses were expensive and Bodvar only allowed those …
“Eijar…did…what?!” Bodvar gripped Grauner’s handle and Braudr stepped back nervously. Bodvar took a calming breath, then turned to look at Frey. “Watch her.” He turned back to Braudr. The look on his face was priceless. The man seemed horrified by the very idea of babysitting the brat. “You can’t be…” Grauner was already at the …
It’s about 12 A.M. give or take and I can’t sleep. As I think about the day and the past week, it’s just really struck me. My observations of myself and others have left me with one question: Why do we let Fear control us so much? Worse: Why do we assume the worst situation …
The cell was surprisingly warm. Eadra laughed quietly to herself. It was ironic. She had helped the village build the place. The village jail was sturdy, strong enough to hold up against the worst Sokoran winter. The stonework was just another bit of information she remembered from her books. There were four cells, capable of …
Everything was ready. Eadra couldn’t help but let herself be overcome by pride as she checked Frey’s pack. Her little girl had done so well for one so young. The trip ahead would be long and the Sokoran wilds were unforgiving to the ill prepared. Ideally they could reach the trade town of Bherst in …
