Thanks to pygmymuse for asking the questions that led to this piece. It took me forever to make it stand alone, but I hope it satisfies.
Two drabbles, a double-drabble, and a poem. Thanks for the prompts, y'all! Keep 'em coming.
So I hadn’t meant for this to be so depressing and horrible, but um… There it is in black and white—the reason Hayley is the way she is.
A double-drabble.
I wanted a plethora of quick drabbles. This is one of the few pieces that didn’t look liked I crammed a short into a flash. It’s also the first finished prose snippet of the world. Yay.
bound by spheres of glass // as the songbirds sing // they growing ever younger
Not so pretty and an odd secondary character in the world, but alas, so many of the former operatives are this messed up.
So I wasn’t expecting this experiment that he does so often to show up until after the next story (also prompted by pygmymuse), but it did. Hope you like it!
So we were discussing, this challenge buddy of mine and me, and in our discussing “Glass Angel” and the prompts she’d already given me, this popped out.
So I've had five stories that have been published for a while, but with all the stories I'm doing in and around the 365 Challenge, I decided to make them free on this site for now. Check out the new information on the Bibliography pages too!
John Henry has seen a miracle. Rhiannon is here to silence him.
John Henry saw a healer touch a dying child and the little girl walk away. Rhiannon de Alyón is a Vardin hunter with orders to ensure his silence. She failed to reckon the price she would have to pay to succeed.
Casal is already glimmering. She is dangerous.
A hunt gone wrong, a child’s uncontrollable power manifested, and a horror about to be unleashed. A young hunter, Pesheneh, must join her father and his team to rescue the child from capture and her nation’s secrets from being revealed.
It's her mother's last hunt and Casal's last chance to become a hunter herself.
Born in a land hidden and separated from the rest of Europe by the Barrier, Casal is caught between two sides of her heritage. Will she bind herself to the land as a Guardian—or do the dangerous work of the Hunters who cross the Barrier?
Everyone in the city knew Senetha. It was good to be a baker.
Senetha, baker of souls, has breathed life into countless newborns. She has never lost a soul—until now.
For a little food and comfort, all Jaspen needs to do is betray.
Kindia is a street writer with the power to make the words she writes come true. Jaspen is a watchman with a mandate to haul in any of the powerful for destruction by the rebel council. One cold night, Jaspen’s world collides with the consequences of the powerful and must make a decision that could change everything.
So this doesn’t tell the story of when she got her name, but it covers how.
I wasn’t intending to finish this today, but here goes another post for the 365 Challenge.
