Originally posted on Dreams from a Pilgrimage: I will see cherry blossoms today dancing lightly in the April breeze crenellated puffs of softest pink jostling, welcoming, anticipating meetings under the arch-browed branches: where petals scamper round the feet of once deplete, now wealthy hearts surfeit with delight not won, but given in sweet abandon from…
Crossing the Line (99 Words) “You, young lady, have crossed a line.” Mrs. Perkins stood with her arms folded, her heart beating rapidly in her neck. “Can’t we keep it, pleeease–” “No. Go and put that thing back.” Mabel stuck out her lip. “Pleeeeaaaase?”
One Ugly Dragon (155 Words) A dragon was coming to town. Everyone knew the date, although the time wasn’t certain. A certain trader offered Joey two wooden figures guaranteed, like scarecrows, to frighten dragons away. Joey believed him. But when his father, Maxie, saw them, he wasn’t pleased.
Inside the Door (167 Words) At the end of the road was a house. At the front of the house was a door. For a moment Elle stood staring at the door. It was so familiar in memory that it was strange to see it in real life. Even the wreath was the same, althoughContinue reading “Inside the Door”
Lady Melodia (200 Words) “Mom, why are we here?” said Katy. “Hush, Katy.” Katy was tired, carsick, and she just knew the hotel they were staying at wouldn’t have Wi-Fi. She couldn’t believe this was happening. Sure, the break-in at their house was unexpected, but this was an extreme response. “I think it’s stupid,” sheContinue reading “Lady Melodia”
Uninvited but Not Unwelcome (99 Words) Bats are whispering, fluttering creatures. Their furry bodies, their reptilian wings, are such a contrast of the charming and repulsive that they catch the unready mind off guard. For dragons as much as humans, bats are a surprise. “You’re not a little dragon,” said Smoak, “and you’re not aContinue reading “Uninvited but not Unwelcome”
Kites and Galleons (200 Words) It had been a little over a year. Every morning Clare sat at the cliff ledge overlooking the sea. She would sit there with her chin resting on her knees, gazing west, watching the ships on the far horizon. The Rover had been lost months ago, but she refused toContinue reading “Kites and Galleons”