Once upon a time, there was a talented young fairy named Garalinda. She attended the prestigious Godmother Academy, and after much hard work and training, landed her dream job: Level One Godmother. Her brilliant blue wings swept high as she embarked on a career that promised to be legendary. Then, in a fateful clerical twist,… Read more The Legend of Garalinda
Tears mingled with raindrops. Water dripped from her earrings onto the slopes of her shoulders. Her thick braid intricately woven with buds of jasmine now drooped, heavy with dampness. Her clothes, soaked through, had a translucent appearance. But for once, Nilambari hardly cared. In her lap, lay her daughter’s head, her body on the muddy… Read more The Yakshini’s Daughter
Since you ask, this story takes place many years ago when the world was young and minnows had not yet been invented. In a land more or less in the middle of the middle part of the world was a forest. But not the kind of forest you would know now, a forest with leaves… Read more How the Chestnut got its Candles
“Do you live around here, or do you fish?” asked the loon. “I fish,” said the merganser, “but I could certainly be persuaded to stay since the fishing is so spectacular.” The merganser continued to dive and fish in the lake, while the loon watched and worried whether the merganser might be persuaded to leave.… Read more The Lake
I’ve always enjoyed popping over to the other side at this time of year and mingling with the mortals for a few hours, maybe put the wind up a few if the moment was right. Last year I happened across a fancy-dress party and figured it would be a prime opportunity. This crossing over was… Read more Hallowe’en
Once the Blackfoot Indians lived from Saskatchewan to Yellowstone, free under the Big Sky. Life was good. The sun warmed their bodies and songs filled their hearts. Buffalo was plentiful. Starlight and her husband lived many years alone in their lodge. During this time of great wealth, her husband took another wife. This pleased Starlight,… Read more The Legend of the Buffalo Stone
Who, Great King, could ever survive your cold hand smiting? My life, which you took so swiftly, would not even have been worth mentioning, had it not been for this final act—that I am a dead man addressing you this morning. Superstition made your men spit repeatedly as they cut off my four limbs and… Read more The Crowmaven and the King
The squinty-eyed troll could feel the thump-thump-thumping of feet on the bridge. Something like a human boy. In other words, food. The footsteps pitter-pattered faster and faster. Then lighter, as if the boy was barely touching the bridge, preparing for a huge leap. No way was this free food getting away. The ravenous troll reached… Read more Three Coarse Meals
A clap of thunder rocked the train and shook its windows. Children squealed and mothers soothed their fears. The lamps flickered and Kaol muttered the words of the revealing spell under his breath. The incantation drained him but he continued until the shimmering curtain finally appeared in front of him. It was invisible to everyone… Read more Glimmer of the Gods
Dear Diary, Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to buy this necklace from Monsieur Honoré. Not that it’s not beautiful. It’s gorgeous, with this iridescent stone shining on its silver chain. And it’s not that it doesn’t work. It works great. Evidently Mr. Honoré’s reputation is well deserved. Antique dealer? Ha! He’s more like… Read more Charmed
