It’d been some time since the sun tucked itself below the splintering frame of the westward-facing window, and the house now creaked like a sunken ship. But that didn’t…
The burnt coral moon hung low in the sky. It was a cloudless night, a cool northern breeze chilling the branches to a quiet shudder, their frigid leaves jostling,…
Smooth, lacquered chestnut dug into calloused palms as the old witch pushed the walker forward, then kicked off her worn leather slippers, each crack a memory of steps taken…
…and prompt challenges everywhere, Marginally Magical and I welcome you to 13 Stories: 13 days and 13 prompts to create flash fiction, short stories, poems, or whatever writing that…