Tugging at my heart
reflections of loved ones passed
in peace, I join them
About the Creator
Kenn Lyon
Magic is in our everyday lives, in nature, animals, people. I give my characters and stories a "little something extra" to spark your imagination. I hope my stories arouse a sense of wonder in you and kindle the excitement of being alive!
The Clock
I'm standing in an ornate room, unable to account for how I got here. My gaze is fixed on the chiming grandfather clock in the corner. “Bong, bong, bong.” All at once I become aware of three things; I know this house, I’ve got to find the box, and time is slipping.
By Meagan Dion3 days ago in Fiction
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