JOB: A FAIRY TALE OF GOD, SATAN, AND US

Once upon a time, there was a man called Job. And one day, Job bought a lottery ticket.   Now, Job did not do this thing because he was a lazy or a greedy man. Job simply felt, as many do, that he should be provided for without having to labor and earn his breadContinue reading “JOB: A FAIRY TALE OF GOD, SATAN, AND US”

Going for a Walk

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…

Saving the World To Lose It #writephoto

Saving the World to Lose It (688 Words) They said he asked for me often; that his prayers were full of my name, the mock self-portrait I had given crumpled at his heart. He wept often—it was his weakness, the illness. He cried for me, but it was the pain coupled with fever that directedContinue reading “Saving the World To Lose It #writephoto”

Roses and Stone #writephoto

Roses and Stone (193 Words) It was all that he had left. All that he had left of a memory. For a moment he sat, turning the stone in his hands. “This is ours, Ellan. Ours forever. Mrs. Coleman said she’d give me some cuttings from her rose and we’ll plant them out front. CanContinue reading “Roses and Stone #writephoto”

Thinking Stone

Thinking Stone (516 Words) The day after her eighteenth birthday, Princess Tana’s parents told her that it was time to marry. Because their daughter’s happiness was everything, they promised she could make her own choice with one caveat. “If you aren’t in love within three months,” they said, “we will choose your husband for you.Continue reading “Thinking Stone”

Water Prints #writephoto

Water Prints (427 Words) She didn’t live in town. The island population, a little under five hundred residents, was limited mostly to farmers and fishers. The moment Davie saw her sitting on the sand, looking out to sea with her knees pulled under her chin, he knew she didn’t belong. There was something unusual inContinue reading “Water Prints #writephoto”

Fire-Blood

Fire-Blood (691 Words) The downstairs infirmary was silent and empty. Medicine jars and torn blankets were shattered and strewn across the floor. Sister Bierce was glad for the disarray only in that it emphasized abandonment and disuse. Dragonkind was not permitted in the abbey and allowed on the outer courts only by special exception. AndContinue reading “Fire-Blood”

Revealing Rain

Revealing Rain (682 Words) “Well isn’t that something,” he said. “That’s something.” The water was running on his cheek. His hair was plastered in heavy sodden locks over his brow despite his effort to smooth it, so black, so vivid against his feverish color, she couldn’t help it. She leaned to him and stumbled. HeContinue reading “Revealing Rain”