The bangles on her ankles danced and sang from the tremble which began in her legs. Kiona stumbled to stop herself from falling in relief. “Accepted? It is?” Her astonishment lifted the veil of guilt she had carried with her. She exhaled the fear that had begun to crawl up her throat and her chest… Continue reading Skin Deep- Part 3
Moldan’s abode, a solid wood hut built around a towering oak tree. Larger than cliffs were tall and scarier than devil’s hour of night. The top disappeared in the black cover of clouds. Only the bottom smile of the moon appeared beyond the dim line of clouds. Taller than the tree was possible. Unnatural yellow… Continue reading Skin Deep- Part 2
Wolves howled to the ominous moon.Owls screamed to their prey as they scurried in the darkness. Trees bowed to the invisible wind of devil's hour. All of nature seemed to warn Kiona, of the Thracian tribe, Native woman of Dardania and mother of none, to go home. Yet,she persisted. Even with the knowledge of going… Continue reading Skin Deep- Part 1
You don’t see the purple of a rainbow often. The yellow of sunny days is bright. The red of first love is strong. Green of the nurture built you first and even the blue of deepest tears stood bold. But the purple, it’s something of myths. It’s the shade reserved for the deep of the… Continue reading Purple of the Rainbow- Original Short Story
Hey guys, so it's been a few weeks and I've decided I will be sharing a short story with you over the next five weeks. This time the release will be every Saturday to give myself a little more breathing room to edit all day Saturday since I still work full time! (Felt the pressure… Continue reading Short Story Alert
