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  • A Guide to the Stone People
    Prompt: The stone people were not very pretty, but they would help a stranger in need. Written 3 February 2021 Half a day’s ride from any border town, there lies a cave in the side of a hill. To find the right hill, you must look for the one that is always in shadow, noContinue reading “A Guide to the Stone People”
  • Burning
    Prompt: Never trust the sun. It will always burn you written 7 February 2021 He approached the gleaming palace slowly, squinting as the setting sun reflected on its golden roof. He loathed having to return here. The place held memories of nothing but shame. To his great humiliation, the guards recognized him and let himContinue reading “Burning”
  • Birthright
    Prompt: They painted her in shades of crimson for the ceremony, until every inch of skin blazed like a dying ember written 25 January 2021 She didn’t understand why they painted her skin with such tenderness. She was about to burn, and the paint would neither protect her nor survive the flame. One look fromContinue reading “Birthright”
  • Fallen Stars
    Prompt: the old man stares hard at you, seeming to see into your soul. “I will tell you your future.” he says, “but first you must tell me mine.” written 7 January 2021 The night market was alive with music and magic. Dancers in silk skirts twirled between stalls selling amulets, potions, and all mannerContinue reading “Fallen Stars”
  • The Witch’s River
    Prompt: I should have drowned, but the river took pity on me and carried me home written 4 January 2020 I don’t remember what I’d been running from. All I remember is that I didn’t hesitate to fling myself off that cliff to get away from it. I should have drowned. More than that, IContinue reading “The Witch’s River”
  • Gemini Dance
    No prompt. Written 27 December 2020 She walked the edge of the ballroom, watching as the glittering skirts twirled a mesmerizing swirl. As the music sped up, it became more and more difficult to see the dancer’s faces, and panic rose in her throat. She cursed herself for ever letting her sister come with her,Continue reading “Gemini Dance”
  • Old Magic (part 2)
    Written 8 October 2020 She never asked his name, only called him “boy” or sometimes simply shouted insults or swears to get his attention. He took no offense from this, and only retaliated by calling her “hag”, a name that merely made her laugh. They were immune to each other’s venom, and fell into anContinue reading “Old Magic (part 2)”
  • Old Magic (Part 1)
    Prompt: she had quit eating hearts a long time ago Written 30 July 2020 The townspeople stayed away from the cottage covered in vines. Erected long before the town, it sat half a mile away from any other building. Many rumors flew about her and her garden. Every plant was poison of some kind, everyContinue reading “Old Magic (Part 1)”
  • The Queen’s Spellcaster
    Prompt: When she arrived, all conversation ceased Written 7 October 2020 He had heard so many tales about the Queen’s royal spellcaster that he no longer knew what to expect. The only thing that stayed consistent was her mask, said to be made of bone. It covered her entire face, with two holes for theContinue reading “The Queen’s Spellcaster”
  • Autumn’s King
    No prompt. Written 25 December 2020 On the first true day of fall, when the leaves have turned but not yet fallen to the forest floor, the King begins his search. He is unmistakable, shrouded in a cloak and carrying an oak staff. His antlers curl around his head to form a crown that cannotContinue reading “Autumn’s King”
  • Musings 3: Message and Escapism
    Some stories have a message, a lesson to teach. Some do not, and they are equally important. These stories provide entertainment, and escape from a world that needs lessons taught and morals shouted from pages. Of these two brands, I am afraid I only ever write the one. My stories hold no grand truth orContinue reading “Musings 3: Message and Escapism”
  • The Forest
    No prompt Written 22 December 2020 Before you enter the forest, stop a moment and take note of the wind, the sun’s position in the sky, the sway of the trees. Before you set foot in the shade, to hunt or hide or fight, you must check to see whose territory you are entering. IfContinue reading “The Forest”
  • Musings 2: The First Line
    They say the first line, first paragraph, first page, is the most important part of your book. They’re wrong. You don’t write an engaging, fun, interesting “first” part, and then get lazy the rest of the way. The entire book should be the most interesting. You don’t want your reader to say “The first pageContinue reading “Musings 2: The First Line”
  • Of the Sea (version 2)
    Prompt: “I’ll come meet you where the stars meet the sea” alternate version of previous post. Feel free to let me know which you prefer. Written 8 September 2020 It was the last thing he’d said to me, before he left with them, in the middle of the night. They didn’t look at me, onlyContinue reading “Of the Sea (version 2)”
  • Of the Sea (version 1)
    No prompt. This is a first version of an idea I had been playing with at the time. The next version (the one I prefer) will be published next. Written 24 August 2020 She lived with her husband on an island ten miles from the mainland. Perhaps “island” is too grand a word, for itContinue reading “Of the Sea (version 1)”
  • Musings 1: Notebooks
    Welcome to the first of my musings. These will be posted regularly alongside my short stories. I encourage all readers to let me know their opinions on every topic, because that is all these are: my opinion. Notebooks. In the writer’s community, beautiful notebooks are seen as these holy objects, to be collected and thenContinue reading “Musings 1: Notebooks”
  • To Breathe
    Inspired by Leigh Bardugo’s Language of Thorns. Written 31 July 2020 She knew, as all children did, that toys could will themselves alive in a way a child’s imagination couldn’t. True, the dreams of a child filled their chests with air, brought movement to their stiff limbs and opened their painted mouths. But a childContinue reading “To Breathe”
  • Frozen Folk
    Prompt: Their home was cold, their hearts were winter, and they spoke in frost. Written 24 May 2020 The child walked up the steps to the large home. He shivered. Elsewhere, it was early summer, but here, winter ruled. It was their way. Their home was cold, their hearts were winter, and they spoke inContinue reading “Frozen Folk”
  • The Matchmaker
    This story does not have a prompt, but was inspired by the matchmaker scene in Disney’s animated Mulan. Written 9 June 2020 She sat quietly as her mother combed her hair and her sister painted her face. “Don’t be nervous. The matchmaker is fair.” said her mother. “She isn’t cruel.” “She’s quite judgmental.” her sisterContinue reading “The Matchmaker”
  • The Pirate
    Prompt: “It’s going to be so awkward”//”Just find a hot pirate to hit on to pass the time” Written 20 February 2019 Note: This short story is not one of my preferred works, but I felt I should include it anyways so that I could get your feedback, and know how I can improve. “Ok,Continue reading “The Pirate”
  • The City that Forgot
    Prompt: By noon, the flowers had reached her knees. Written 9 July 2020 Everyone is warned to avoid the attention of the Fair Folk. They are volatile, fickle, and nigh impossible to understand. And they don’t like being seen without permission. If you are born with the Sight, you must live carefully or risk beingContinue reading “The City that Forgot”
  • The Emperor’s Bride
    I did not use a prompt for this short story. It was initially a concept for a longer work. Feel free to ask me any questions if any part of it confuses you. Written 25 December 2019 Teagan sat in front of her mirror, one servant braiding back her hair, another brushing pigments on herContinue reading “The Emperor’s Bride”
  • The Reed Pipes
    Prompt: “The marshes stank of rot and old magic, smothered beneath the fresh scent of spring Written 20 January 2020 She hadn’t wanted to go to the marsh today. It was misty and that meant that the Fair Ones would be watching her. But her mother needed the herbs, and so Asura took her basketContinue reading “The Reed Pipes”
  • A Changeling’s Sister
    Prompt: she felt the weight of the world on her shoulders, and the weight of her sister in her arms. [written 29 September 2019] “Evie!” she screamed, stumbling as she ran to her sister’s side. When she reached her, she fell to her knees, cradling her head in her arms. “No, no, no! You’re gonnaContinue reading “A Changeling’s Sister”
  • Welcome
    Welcome to Pen Name Not Found! Before we get started with the dragons, an introduction is in order.

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