Six Sentence Sunday: The Ghost
Korinna straightened up from binding the sheaves of wheat and saw her father’s ghost staring at her from across the field. Her heart leapt like a frightened doe, but she…
Korinna straightened up from binding the sheaves of wheat and saw her father’s ghost staring at her from across the field. Her heart leapt like a frightened doe, but she…
There were more archers on the walls firing into outer districts of the city, and Korinna suddenly found herself too far away to see any of her fellow riders. She…
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From Small Town Witch, chapter 4: It takes a certain amount of concentration to fly on a broomstick, especially because I live in an area known for very large trees. I…
From my upcoming novel, Small Town Witch, Chapter 5, "The Faeriekin Party": I pointed to a pond filled with water lilies and floating candles. “That’s the dance floor.” Heather stared in…
Korinna was overwhelmed by the number of fields in the surrounding area, full of drilling soldiers and grazing marewings. After wandering around on her own and fearing that she would…
So Varranor found himself dressed in smothering ceremonial robes in the midst of a procession through the winding streets of Kyratia. He kept one hand on Korinna’s arm, just under…
Galenos surveyed the battlefield: sixteen council members, eleven men and five women, armored with fine embroidered tokars so thickly pleated that they could barely move without fear of unpinning something.…
Overhead in the darkness, there was a faint rustle of leather wings. Korinna lifted her head first. At her gasp, the guards around her looked up and raised their spears…
Once, I came to a spot where an old tree had fallen across the path. Someone had cut out a large chunk from the middle where it had blocked the…