otherworldly, Short Story/Prose

every Full Moon night

I feel like I can make this a very interesting story…..   At the ripe age of thirteen, Princess Melanie was lured into the forest by the Fey; long-armed and beautiful, trimmed with silver linings and dressed in raw, clinging silks. They barked with laughter as the led her astray, Melanie's feet skipping to a… Continue reading every Full Moon night

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Fantasy, horror, otherworldly

They Steal My Breathe

I dance with no music, My body sways with one purpose. I follow the path never taken, Trip over seashells and cadavers, My toe bumping into knifes And cutting myself on discarded glass. The wind accompanies me as I waver, Tickling my nude flesh and whistling in my ear. A sprite leads the way now… Continue reading They Steal My Breathe

Fantasy, Structured

Foretellings from one of the Fey

A rustling in the shrubs Alerts me to astounding wonder Could it be a momma bear with her cubs? Curiosity strikes me like yellow-white thunder. The day had fallen and the moon hung- A silver smudge, a sickly sickle Behind the witchy smog, thick with mug A backdrop against my stark curiosity-tickles as a wee… Continue reading Foretellings from one of the Fey