Tiffanie Harvey
Bio
From crafting second-world fantasies to scheming crime novels to novice poetry; magic, mystery, music. I've dreamed of it all.
Now all I want to do is write it.
My IG: https://www.instagram.com/iamtiffanieharvey/
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Stories (53/0)
How To Make A Dad
Love is a precarious thing. It runs hot and cold and it hits us most unexpectedly sometimes. Love, real love, is unconditional. Very few things are comparable to a father’s love. One of those rare comparisons includes a homemade meal made by the man himself.
By Tiffanie Harvey2 years ago in Families
- Top Story - June 2022
Fires, Corhole, and Hot DogsTop Story - June 2022
Is a hot dog a sandwich? After all, nearly 80% of the time you’re cooking the buns over the campfire they inevitably fall apart, effectively creating two wheat buns to fit on either side of the selected meat.
By Tiffanie Harvey2 years ago in Confessions
The First Dragon
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Before, the Valley was filled with all kinds of creatures. The little people reside in the North Mountains. Dwarves and gnomes carved their homes deep in the tomes of the rocks. They lived off the scarce growth from the mountain’s side and anything they could trade with the goods they mined from the depths of their home. Nestled on the western floor of the Valley lived the humans. SImple creatures, really. They spend most of their days tending to the crops or eating what they harvested — often eating more than their endless appetites can handle. Still, they thrived. Trading crops for metals from the mountains. Rejoicing at the end of a sunny day with ale and a feast.
By Tiffanie Harvey2 years ago in Fiction
This Daughter's Confession
Dear Mom, There’s a lot you don’t know about me. So much that you may not even recognize who I am once I tell you. But I cannot fathom living my life when you don’t know the real me. Before I tell you my secret, I want you to know that I’m not asking you for anything. No apologies. No defensive rebuttals. Nothing. Just take this daughter's confession and love her still. So, here it is, the one thing I’ve never wanted to tell you.
By Tiffanie Harvey2 years ago in Families
The Blessed City
The summons came in the hours before dawn. A fair-faced brownie donned in brown clothing knocked incessantly on the door until she peeled herself from the bed to answer. Not an hour later, Maleah and Rhys strode into the library while others trickled in slowly behind them.
By Tiffanie Harvey2 years ago in Fiction
The Blessed City
Maleah poured over the books again in search of evidence of what happened after The Fall. It had been near six days since her adventures with Arik and her meeting Varen. She'd spent most of her time in the library and if she wasn't there, she was training with Arik and the others or training with Penni in Eina and learning more about Varen.
By Tiffanie Harvey2 years ago in Fiction