Jacqueline Curtsinger
Stories (3/0)
A Virtual Band of Heroes
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. And the game used to just be a game. I slipped the immersive gear over my eyes, immediately questioning whether I’d spawned into the correct location. Apparently, Adira had taken our parting words to heart, breaking the townhouse in with quite the party. To say the room was trashed was the epitome of an understatement. Had it not been for the two mops of white hair, it would have been near impossible to sort her from the mess of it all.
By Jacqueline Curtsinger2 years ago in Fiction
The Seamstress and The Scissors
It was long ago, when forests stretched through plentiful valleys and the stars were knit through the night sky as if woven by Mother Nature herself, that a small house rested high on the cliffsides looking no bigger than the eye of a needle. It just so happened, that house belonged to a family of tailors including a young, but very talented seamstress named Maria.
By Jacqueline Curtsinger2 years ago in Fiction
The Unnoticed
She watched them. Sometimes the man, sometimes the woman. As if they were misplaced floating among the ordinary passersby in the gallery. Some days stopping to stand in the corner, others poised on the bench staring at the painting on the wall. Scribbling.
By Jacqueline Curtsinger3 years ago in Criminal