Fanciful Afternoon
Image downloaded free from Gde-fon.com. On the rain-slicked streets I skidded on concrete and magic. Wings blossomed from my back, to steady myself. I looked forward for your eyes.
Image downloaded free from Gde-fon.com. On the rain-slicked streets I skidded on concrete and magic. Wings blossomed from my back, to steady myself. I looked forward for your eyes.
(photo was taken by me on 4/15/2014 during the blood moon/lunar eclipse) Inspired by Marion Zimmer Bradley, one of my heroes. May she rest in peace. Fire and Light One spring, the sun rose and saw something he had never seen before. A silver-haired lady stood alone in the sky, wearing a long silver gown […]
Photo Credit:Sandra Crook My response to the weekly writing prompt at Friday Fictioneers. An InLinkz Link-up. Genre: Light Fantasy Balaam was not having a good day. First, there had been the locusts, then the fiery rain, and finally thick darkness. Suddenly, a herd of sheep appeared from nowhere, surrounding his car. One of the sheep […]
Epitaph, Genre: Surreal Fantasy, 100 words Tamsin hands the putty knife to Epona, her daughter. “It is time,” Tamsin says. “Why?” “Those candles had to give their lives so we could see. Now they need us to melt them down and remake them, with fresh string and new forms. They will speak to us in […]