“Focus!”
Filadiel grimaced as his teacher’s shout caused him to lose just that. His awareness of the power around him faded, light seeping back into his eyes. He knew it was there, even without the colored reflection dancing on the surface of the water.
His teacher sighed, raising her arms… Read the rest...
Category: Short Stories
It proved difficult to study the color of her own eyes. Each time she tried to focus on a new point in either iris, her eyes flickered and lost focus, breaking her concentration. And she could only study one eye at a time, a quirk of vision that had never… Read the rest...
Too long she waited, bowstring drawn taut beside her ear. Fingers cramped and muscles burned, but she waited. Too close to move without being heard, too far for a killing shot unless the angle was just right. But she waited, breath held, body still, arrow ready and eyes on the… Read the rest...
“What about this one?” I turned so he could see me, but he didn’t seem interested. I couldn’t be angry; I was picking my new body for me, not for him. It didn’t bother me that he didn’t look. I turned back to the mirror, examining this body’s hips one… Read the rest...


