A Mighty Soul

A Mighty Soul

The woods are never solitary--they are full of whispering, beckoning, friendly life. But the sea is a mighty soul, forever moaning of some great, unshareable sorrow, which shuts it up into itself for all eternity. Lucy Maud Montgomery ----- Prologue Slowly and noiselessly, the candle was burning out.  Once, in its death throes, it flashed [...]

The Isle

The Isle

Golden light moves with the silken grace of a dancer, across the rolling waves.  Sunset.  Behind me, amber leaves crown aging trees and the ground slopes ever upward to the distant, snow-capped peaks.  I feel the cool, frail blades of grass beneath my bare feet as I sit, my knees held tight to my chest.  [...]

On the Fifteen

On the Fifteen

It was Wednesday.  It was Wednesday, and I was running late. The morning had started lethargically and I had looked to the clock hoping to find comfort in my punctuality, but instead the sad, frowning face that read eight-twenty informed me that I had missed my usual bus and would have to hurry in order [...]

Water & Dust

Water & Dust

In his dream, the river is burning and Tauro is dying. He sees flames leaping up from the dry, rotten riverbed - a hellish vision of a flood season gone terribly wrong. Tapirs rush from the valley into the forests as fast as their feet can carry them. Our houses burn. An army of the [...]

The Sack of Taevera

The Sack of Taevera

Beneath the midday sun, the smell of sweat and dust filled the air and reminded Aulus of all that he had to lose – his family and his home, tucked neatly into their own small corner of the Seven Hills.  He thought of round Caecina and their seven children.  This was no place for Caecina. [...]

Mirrors

She has always been a strong woman, my mother. She had buried two of her sons before any of this even began; she held me when I wept for their deaths. Dave and I are left. And here we are, supporting her as we can, doing what sons do. He takes her to swim lessons [...]