Monday, January 28, 2013

Moonflower - Chapter 2


"What do you mean you're not an ancient powerful witch? It's right here in my spell book!"
I waved my hand in the general direction of my book piles. This couldn't be happening. Had I just summoned some kid who would only be an extra mouth to feed?
"Um,... well.. sorry to disappoint.. mmm.. could I see the spell?"
"I suppose," I replied, defeated. "If you're not a witch you won't be able to read it though. Only witches can read it.

Monday, January 21, 2013

Moonflower - Chapter 1


I sighed heavily. It was yet another long evening of poring over my spell books by candlelight. The full moon shone through the open windows of my tiny room, adding its pale light to the pages. I was once again reading through the most ancient of my books, trying to locate the spell that would solve all my problems. It was slow going, however. The words were faded, and the language had changed some in the centuries since it had been written. As I started to turn one particular page, I stopped. How odd - this page seemed heavier, thicker, than the rest. Excited, I looked closer. Yes! Two pages had been carefully fused together. With trembling fingers, I tried to pry them apart, but there was no need; they fell open at my touch.

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Prologue


Far, far away from any civilization, somewhere in the vastness of an idyllic tropical ocean, there is an island. Once home to a thriving community of magical denizens, the island now stands almost empty, most of the small bungalow homes fallen into sad disrepair, and the rising sea once again claiming its own.

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Oakheart - Gen 10 Epilogue


"Are you there? Can you hear me?" Her voice was like beautiful music echoing in my head. It was the dream again, only this time, sharper, clearer than it had ever been before.

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Cypress - Gen 9 Ch 11



After Oakheart's birthday, we returned to Riverview, as Star and I both thought there were more options for Oak's education there. I also began the task of attempting to teach him more of my life's work, the oral translations of the old journals. Oakheart had other ideas though.