She started the water in the kettle, then began preparing two mugs. She pulled herbs from jars and concocted some floral tea infusion. He didn’t see her hand hover over the prescription bottle she kept there, but his angels must have been watching, because the water was ready as she was about to open the bottle and decided she wasn’t ready to deal with a second body.
Read moreThe Abandoned Estate: a short story
There’s a story hidden in the broken panes of glass that still filter light through the verdant canopy. The wind that whispers on the air will speak in riddles about the mysteries living in the walls of the old manor. She knew what she was doing but understood there was no one to stop her. All she held that night was her protection charm and a sense of duty, carried in the pulse of her veins.
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Guest Post by Leah Reedy-St. Thomas.
Warrior Dragon Slayer.
Childhood Cancer survivor.
Photographer.
Dancer.
One to watch.
Read moreMermaid Tails
If you listen quietly under a full moon, you can hear the call of the ocean. It’s not about luring you to your death as much as a love song to the waves, but it won’t bother a mermaid if you walk out to sea, never to return to land.
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