Short Stories Glimmer: Part Five 28 Feb 201915 Nov 2021 Reylim glanced down and saw her inner light glowing. It wasn't just a bright spot at her core anymore, it was her entire figure, vibrant and shining. She focused on…
Short Stories Glimmer: Part Four 21 Feb 201914 Dec 2021 Reylim didn't need telling twice. She put her dagger back in its sheath, turned on the spot, and sprinted back towards the mountain. She was already panting, though not so…
Short Stories Glimmer: Part Three 14 Feb 201915 Nov 2021 Reylim ran across the barren land once more. She had been invigorated by Glimmer's words of encouragement, and then a second time by its restorative abilities. There, that should be…
Short Stories Glimmer: Part Two 7 Feb 201915 Nov 2021 Reylim's feet made loud echoes as they pattered across the stony plains. Now that Glimmer soared alongside of her, illuminating the way, she was able to move along far more…
Short Stories Glimmer: Part One 31 Jan 201915 Nov 2021 "Nocterra is extinguished. No light of any sort can be detected there, and so the world has been plunged into perfect dark. Without contrast there is no perspective. There is…
Short Stories The Heart of Something Wild: Part Three 24 Jan 201913 Nov 2021 Khalil's blood was pounding, his heart was racing, his hands were clenched in fists. Then, in almighty rush the sights and the sounds of the tribe flooded back into focus.…
Short Stories The Heart of Something Wild: Part Two 17 Jan 201913 Nov 2021 "Is it finally asleep?" Khalil spun around in surprise and found Paki peering into the hut, his eyes locked on Urafiki. "Yes," Khalil grinned. "It is soothed, well fed, and…
Short Stories The Heart of Something Wild: Part One 10 Jan 201913 Nov 2021 In the middle of the African jungle, the domain of a native tribe. Khalil paused to lean against the rock face, taking one deep breath after another. "I'm not made…
Short Stories With the Beast 3 Jan 201913 Nov 2021 Now and again a familiar echo will take you back there. Seeing a field of grain, or feeling the warm sunlight washing across your skin. Hearing the croak of a…
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