Fey-called, they said of me, that child is touched by the fairies. Peculiar. Different. But just whether I was blessed or cursed only time would tell . . . Curses, secrets and magic abound in this tale of self-discovery and acceptance. Princess Freya grew up in the shadow of the curse a witch spoke on … Continue reading Synopsis for Fey Song: A Tale of a Warrior, a Witch, & a Princess
The Way Back: The High Magician and the King Synopsis
Seven years.Seven years was a long time, when she thought about it. Of course, she didn’t feel much different in some ways. In other ways, she barely recognized herself. But that’s what happens when you grow up.And that’s what happens when hard things happen.A lot can happen in seven years . . .and a lot … Continue reading The Way Back: The High Magician and the King Synopsis
stone cold hearts
He tells her to write. That she needs it. That it is essential to who she is. That she's a creator, an artist, a writer. I used to be, is her first thought, looking at him with wide eyes. I used to be a lot of things, once. Every time she taps into that part … Continue reading stone cold hearts
Chapter One
“Why don’t I look like you?” It was my favorite question to ask my mother when I was a little girl. She would be brushing out her sleek dark hair. After I asked the question she would pause a moment and turn to regard me carefully with dark eyes that were a startling deep violet … Continue reading Chapter One
A Beginning Continued (part III of III)
A story that begins with a warrior, a princess and a witch and ends with a curse—the story of my beginning . . . My father was a great warrior. The eldest son born into a line of kings who made war their business. His destiny was laid out for him since before he took … Continue reading A Beginning Continued (part III of III)
A Beginning Continued (part II of III)
A small girl stands at the edge of a great forest with trees as black as the shadows that dance inside, just out of sight . . . I knew as my bare feet padded against the cool moss, and carpet of leaves that I was breaking a rule. But I couldn't keep myself from … Continue reading A Beginning Continued (part II of III)
A Beginning
A small girl stands at the edge of a great forest with trees as black as the shadows that dance inside, just out of sight. She is far too young to wander so near such a place alone, but here she is unafraid. Mostly. There is a little fear, but even that begins to fade … Continue reading A Beginning
Heavy Things
Her hair was wild, falling long over her shoulders and back. But her eyes were sad. A shadow graced the places just beneath them, long dark lashes contrasted with the vibrant color, reminding him of dew soaked meadows, of sunlight through leaves. He could feel it, almost, her sadness. Which was unusual. He wasn't an … Continue reading Heavy Things
Of Monsters and Midnight
The clock struck midnight. She remembered hearing stories about how midnight was a time for spell-breaking, a time for endings and revelations. The ticking from the small green clock on the wall indicated that another day had begun, another decade had started, and another had ended. It was a significant marking of time, and yet … Continue reading Of Monsters and Midnight
Something of Magic
She liked to imagine that the stones held stories, and that the walls of the ancient corridors could whisper secrets long kept. Trailing her fingertips lightly along the cool stone walls that danced with the shadows cast by the light of the fading sun, she walked quietly through the ancient remains of a castle that … Continue reading Something of Magic
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