Amidst forgotten tales we find them faded . . .
In Grimm’s Attic
The Arcanist
A young girl chooses between toiling over straggling plants or ancient texts in the hopes of reviving her dying world.
Book Review: Blackbirch: The Beginning by K.M Allan
K.M Allan is a writer I have been following since before she became that beautiful mistress of words; an author. Time and time again I have been inspired by her tried and true writing tips. So, when she published her first book, The Beginning, I had to read it, if only to see her writing techniques in action.
Room 906
A gentleman but not a gentleman was what Edward always was, given the 'no smoking' signs pasted to the ghastly lavender walls.
E is for Epic
E is for Epic . . .
Immortal Spirit
She is that which never wavers, silent in the face of bloodshed, smiling in the face of the storm. She is loyalty; forever inspiring.
Guardian Angel
She came from the woods, her hair deserving of jewels and her face as sad as a dying tulip.
Edward Said
"Is it true you do not spank me because I am blind?"
Father said nothing. Only his breathing sounded as Miles' heart sank. It was true, after all. It was not love; it was because he was blind. Disabled. Different.
M is for Music
M is for Music . . .
Cursed
One is cursed. The other is not. Is it staff or man?
The Barn
Virgin vaguely recalled exchanging a rake for his fishing pole.
Pa folded his arms as Virgin's shoulders slumped.
Burning Heart
He was ten years old and already running from the blaze on the horizon where his parents and siblings, servants and friends burned in the flames.
Village Of Slaves
The place smelled of the smell of sadness; salt mixed with ashes and dead rose petals. A cloak of tragedy settled over all those who entered to walk the paths between the burial plots.
Key To Chains
They hold me prisoner deep within the earth. It is a world of death and hate.
I miss the sun. Here in these caverns there is only darkness. Even my thoughts are not my own.
Alone At Edgware Estate
The nursery fell quiet as the children stopped playing to listen to his answer. Miles looked in the direction of the governess's voice. "I want my mother."
