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That Infernal Clock
It's a secret, supposedly. What they get up to up there. No one is supposed to know. But lots of us do. Well. We know the what, if not the how. Most of the women, and some of the girls. It's whispered behind hands in church, with dark, exchanged glances.
By L.C. Schäferabout a month ago in Fiction
- Top Story - March 2024
The Speaking of Trees
We liked her. And the dog bounding along ahead of her. We didn't eat them. A young thing, scrawny and wild. She came without things that bite or burn. No metal. No flame. Just innocence and wonder, and a squelchy red heart, ready to love.
By L.C. Schäferabout a month ago in Fiction
Deep in the Neverwood
Willow speaks: Local legend tells of an ancient Forest Guardian. One-eyed, white haired, gnarled like an old oak tree. Some say it's Odin, long past his heyday. Come to Earth to spend his retirement in this sleepy little village, protecting its forest mantle as a kind of righteous hobby.
By L.C. Schäferabout a month ago in Fiction