The winter air bit deep, no matter how many layers he wore. Everyone said he’d grow used to it, but as he adjusted the thick scarf wrapped so it just brushed his chin, Rune thought again of how he didn’t want to. Snow was as marvelous as ever; he couldn’t… Read the rest...

I was the first. A miracle and a monster, a mistake that should have been learned from. By all accounts, I should have been the last. Magic is a river. I was a child the first time I heard her say it, still learning to read, more interested in toys… Read the rest...

Thaddeus grunted as the light came on, pulling his jacket back up his to his shoulders before he’d even taken it all the way off. He’d expected he would have time to sort the work he’d accomplished this week, finally sending the pile of folders off to be filed. Instead,… Read the rest...