I don’t like the feeling of warm laundry. Having

pruned fingertips can cause me brief paralysis. The tickling of grass blades against my ankles will have me hyper focused on my feet as I walk, sometimes unable to remember to watch where I’m going. A clunky fork can steal my appetite.

Sometimes there is a perpetual shriek that lives

inside me. One that is triggered by the battle of

climbing mou...

Prudence is a twenty eight year old woman living in the contemporary world of modern day times.

She works in the luxurious field of food vending at a local theme park: a classic story-themed attraction called Fantasy Fields nestled in the blue hills of northern Kentucky. A fun place to bring your family to ride a swinging pirate ship or a wooden coaster. The type of place thats built in an area ...

In the darkest beginnings of most histories lay the blankest slate for the brightest of stories to be written upon. In this particular story - picture a slate dark with the soot of a story before, the history a finger painting in the ash that was.

Angels and daemons are the labels typically given to beings who hold powers the powerless find impossible to understand. In their quest for understand...

The sight of blood in snow is a startling one. The ghastly contrast of the deep crimson against cool white grabs your attention in a shock even from a single drop- even when it’s what you were looking for. Hunting for game in previous years within many a snowy wood taught him this. He follows the red droplets instinctively.

Only he wasn’t here as a huntsman- he was here as a guide. And he wasn’t...

Does it count as love at first sight if all of a sudden you saw them differently?

If the warmth of this moment melted your layers to reveal something new to me then surely it is a first. I would not claim to be able to see a lake that was buried beneath my sight with frost and snow. Just as I wouldn’t claim to be oblivious to these melted waters before me now that I so achingly want to plunge be...