I have been intrigued with writing since I was twelve years old. At first, it was poetry but then in morphed into a love of fiction, fantasy, and adventure. When I'm not writing stories, I am running wild with my family.
In the old age of heroes, endeavors such as the one before Seraphina now would be possible but that age seems to have gone. It's been a time since Arthur and his knights had saved the broken kingdom. Merlin has gone into hiding or so they would have people believe.
Ashes in the Valley
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. In fact all traces of them had been wiped away until mankind became too curious. Volcanic eruptions, earthquakes, and hurricanes didn’t stop them. No matter how many times the wizards joined together to stop them, they still had other ways to unearth what should never again see the light.
Dear Mother, Don't Kill Me
Hey Mom, Remember when I said we had no secrets. Well that may not be entirely true. I honestly have too long of a list of secrets. It wasn’t always that way but let’s face it, I couldn’t stay the nerdy bookworm forever especially living where we did.
Spreading my fingers
Freedom the way a bird lifts their wings to soar higher. The sway of leaves and flowers in the breeze. We want the freedom of skipping and laughter of children. The swaying of parents as they calm their children. The meeting of other peoples and families as they celebrate life and their beliefs.