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Goodbye Summer – Cinnaverse Short Story

Goodbye Summer – Cinnaverse Short Story

The lake had turned a much colder temperature than Peggy considered swimmable, so here she was with her girlfriend sitting in a kiddie pool with several cans of soda and miscellaneous other snacks, pretending that they were able to actually throw a pool party. It must’ve been a strange sight; two grown women sitting in a comically small pool with their knees pulled up to their chests, like something out of a cartoon. “I’m not ready for summer to be…

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Feudal Wings – Chapter 2

Feudal Wings – Chapter 2

CONTENT WARNING: Depictions of emotional/physical/verbal abuse, intrusive thoughts, murder mentions Marmoset kept their eye on the ball, moving fluidly to the rhythm of their heartbeat as they practiced their latest juggling trick. They’d been working on perfecting it for weeks now, taking fruits of various sizes from the kitchen and juggling as many as possible at once. Day by day, they amped up the pace until they could confidently juggle the fruits in a way that blurred the colors together…

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Feudal Wings – Chapter 1

Feudal Wings – Chapter 1

Pink talons flicked over and over against the jingling bells on Marmoset’s hat. To their left hunched the ruddy brown form of Redwood, all scented like cedar candles and fresh morning dew. On their right side was Lightningbug, slender claws tinkering with an old dragonets’ toy and a screwdriver. Just about everyone in the room was palpably nervous, some fidgeting like the wings of little flies while others sat frozen in still, uncomfortable silence like pillars of ice. The tense…

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Feudal Wings – Prologue

Feudal Wings – Prologue

Frigid air smacked itself against Angel Trumpet’s face, chilling through his scales to his very heart. Tears of stress froze in place along his cheeks, salty water stopped in time. If only it could slow his heart down, too. Though his mouth was less of a cave and more of a desert, he still forced out the words. “Vesi, I have bad news.” The IceWing raised her head from the pillow she’d been resting it on a moment ago and…

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Constellations Over Us – Book 1 – Chapter 4

Constellations Over Us – Book 1 – Chapter 4

Aisling thought her brother was an idiot. An idiot she cared for very much, but an idiot nonetheless. Perhaps that was why she was so concerned when he started spending excessive amounts of time in the woods. He’d never been so obsessed with finishing meals quickly and dashing outside before, not even when they were both trying out weapons for the first time under the watchful eyes of their family. That fool was going to get eaten in the woods,…

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Constellations Over Us – Book 1 – Chapter 3

Constellations Over Us – Book 1 – Chapter 3

How many days had it been by now? Two? Seven? Eighteen? Time blurred itself for Reese, not caring to reach into his mind as he sunk into the pits of confusion and despair. Unfamiliar places, strange sounds in the night… the one thing that remained truly consistent was Glais, who brought him food and water and met him every evening so that they could talk. He’d been wary of the pale fae at first, but Glais wasn’t so bad once…

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OTW Book 1 – Chapter 5

OTW Book 1 – Chapter 5

“So, what’s the plan for dinner?” Avery blazed the trail ahead of Ryder, already on the next subject. It was hard for the shorter of the pair to keep up this time around, their body weighed down by countless questions. Truth be told, they had no dinner plan. How could they when there were arguably more important questions at hand? “Ryder? Earth to Ryder!” Ryder walked directly into their sibling’s chest. Avery stood in front of them like a wall,…

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Missing Chunk – Poem

Missing Chunk – Poem

I am missing a chunk. I think I left my soul In Port Townsend, Washington. I think my heart Might still be in A tree hollow In Jed Smith. I think the caves Borrowed my mind, Tucked it away, And never gave it back.