Welcome, Travelers! Allow me to introduce you to a compelling world of Magick and Mystery. My stories are not for the faint of heart, but should you deign to read them I hope you will find them entertaining and intriguing to say the least.
Reset Buttons Don't Exist
Sorry, the password you have entered is incorrect. Please try again, or click here to reset your password. Sonja read the text on her TV screen with a heavy sigh. "Dammit, Rob," she muttered, "this one, too?!" She dropped the remote on the coffee table and leaned back on the couch, fuming but trying her hardest to calm herself with deep breaths. It had been a long, shitty week in a string of long, shitty weeks; her rent had been increased without notice (again), her boss was being extra sadistic for some unknown reason, plus her life was currently spiraling ever since the breakup. All she wanted that weekend was to unwind by binging a few dozen hours of her favorite show, but as soon as she opened Netflix that little beauty popped up in her face.
You’re not comin’ with me!” Daphne growled over her shoulder, “Just go home already, Liam!” Her agile brown fingers gripped the straps of her backpack tighter as her eyes focused on the path ahead, resolute and determined. She stopped walking and puffed out her cheeks, turning her green eyes skyward at the creak and clank of Liam’s crutches crunching through the underbrush behind her. The noises stopped when she stopped, replaced by the soft puffing of the heavyset boy the crutches belonged to. Daphne let out her breath slowly and counted to ten in her head before turning to face Liam. His pale face was bright pink from effort and the chill December wind stinging his cheeks. She thought he looked a bit like an overstuffed sausage in the wool parka his mother knitted for him, which he had outgrown already. He stared back at her expectantly, waiting most likely for her to keep walking so that he could keep following her.
The Last Ark
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. Marcus was one of the few people she knew who had the luxury of a window in his living space. Then, again, Marcus's family were filthy rich. Everybody else aboard the Cassiopeia lived in squalor and darkness, in the lower decks with the rest of the rats. "It was only temporary," they'd said. "As soon as we reach the colony, everyone will be treated as equals. Things will be better."
The Ice King
Long ago in the faraway Northern kingdom of Arendale, lived a kind and honorable king and queen. They ruled their kingdom together with fairness and justice, while also caring for their two young sons. When their oldest, Elias, was only a few months old, the king and queen made a startling discovery: the little prince possessed a strange and mystical power. He could control the weather, creating snow flurries and ice upon a whim. Their younger son, Andrew, had no such powers, but always looked up to his older brother with love, admiration and wonder. The king and queen were in awe of Elias' power as well, but also feared for their oldest. The young prince could not fully control his abilities, and his parents were worried that he would accidentally injure himself or his brother. There was also the possibility - should word of his powers spread - that villains may conspire to abduct the prince, to use his powers for their own nefarious purposes. For these reasons, they tried to conceal their son's talents from the kingdom, and discourged him from using them in the open.
The Little Merman
In the briny depths off the coast of a tiny seafaring kingdom once existed a wondrous, hidden realm of merfolk. This underwater kingdom was ruled by a stern yet fair queen, Tritania, who was more than satisfied to keep her kingdom and the human world as separate as can be. The Sea Goddess had blessed the queen with six beautiful daughters and a son before the king's tragic, untimely death, whom she all loved dearly. In truth, Tritania blamed the humans for her husband's demise, and did everything she could to keep her children safe from them. Most of them obeyed her orders... except one.
The Ballad of Fa Lan
In the 5th century A.D., the great country of China was in an uproar. The Great Wall had just been completed, but the country and it's people - particularly toward the North - were constantly under seige by their neighboring enemy, the Huns. It had become a common practice for the Huns to invade bordering villages in the night, slaughtering all in their path and stealing young maidens to take as brides. Many villages - with heavy hearts - created pacts with the Hun leaders to give their daughters over willingly, in an effort to spare the rest of their people from death and destruction. Lan's village was no exception.
The tires crunch underneath us as we drive up the icy gravel path, my hand in yours where it belongs. The snow-capped pines part before us, revealing our destination at long last. The cabin looks rustic and beautiful, like a life-sized gingerbread cottage dusted heavily with powdered sugar. It's so quiet and peaceful all the way up here, away from the noise of the city... away from all the things that don't really matter. It's been a long drive, and I know you're tired, but I can already tell from the sparkle in your eye that it was worth the trip up.
The Mysterious Delivery
When the package dropped onto my doorstep, I was at the very least surprised. On second thought, "surprised" is a bit of an understatement The damn drone almost dropped the stupid thing right on top of my head as I was walking out the door. I was already incredibly late for work, and getting almost decapitated by a delivery drone did not do much to brighten my mood.