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

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

A woman stands at the edge of the great forest, called by the fairies’ song. Her feet know the way so she does not need the moonlight falling through the canopy of leaves to lead her, turning the shadows to silver, but she does not go in, hesitating just at the edge of the tree … Continue reading Epilogue

They yanked me away from Gavin, pulling my arms sharply behind my back. He was unconscious, his eyes shut, blood dripping down his chin. I felt my stomach clench at the sight of it, then transferred my gaze to glare murderously at the witch. She smiled, her eyes cold. We were dragged back into the … Continue reading Chapter Thirteen

The light of torches illuminated the dimness I’d grown accustomed to, causing me to squint against the sudden brightness. I heard the footsteps of a single guard, and felt a knot of apprehension loosen itself in my stomach. The witch was not with him. Still, I pressed myself against the farthest wall, keeping in the … Continue reading Chapter Twelve

When the truth I’d been avoiding half my life finally caught up to me it was so forceful for a moment I could not breathe. I remembered how I felt standing in the clearing with the fairies, the understanding of what I was. Though, it was a fact I neglected and ignored still in the … Continue reading Chapter Eleven

The rhythm of my horses’ hooves pounding the earth became all I was aware of.  Thud, thud, thud.  With each sounding we were closer to the warriors, closer to my father, closer to taking action and farther away from death. Hours passed, and we pushed our mounts to keep going. Cormack had made it clear … Continue reading Chapter Ten

The light of dawn saw the majority of the warriors of Harfeld off.  The sky was red with the coming light, painting the sky the color of blood. I stood beside my mother to see them off, Thilda at my left. The cavalry in front, the two companies of archers ready to march behind. All … Continue reading Chapter Nine

Months passed.  And they were as uneventful as the passing of seasons sometimes are, almost as if the world was entirely unaffected by the excitement my kingdom and I had faced. The attack had been warded off, the witch driven back with a promise of war should she ever think to breech our borders again. … Continue reading Chapter Eight

Light fell into the cave and bird song began.  Knowing that Harfeld had not fallen made me anxious to be on our way, making progress back through the wood towards the Forest Path. "Is it safe?" the words were hopeful, tentative, "Can I go home?" I knew Cormack was awake and listening. He’d been standing … Continue reading Chapter Seven