On their first night in Heorot, Athaulf was awakened, not by Grendel, but by a fleabite on his toe. He opened one eye and scratched at it with a stockinged foot. If this was to be his last night on earth, he’d not go out with a stubborn itch. A great creak sounded from the… Read more Eadric

“What’s wrong with your arm?” Gwendolyn asked, stepping back and regarding Richard curiously. Richard sighed, resigning himself to another awkward scene, which happened every time the family members of important visitors were obliged to socialize with him and his little sister Rose. “Tell me your story,” Gwendolyn said. They sat down on the garden bench,… Read more The Seventh Brother

The sun shines differently now, from that day. En, his name was. The people of this small country have all but forgotten the past tradition, but still mention his name daily. Enjte, Thursday. But the gods of this story are not that high up in the pantheon. The gods of this story were brothers. “How… Read more The Tragedy of Mountain Gods

The change begins each eve with a crack of bones and wracking pains, wings emerging like sprouts from soil before unfurling and hardening in the night air. Finbarr’s móraí warned him as a child about the dangers of accepting the gifts of the faerie-folk, that their promises have a cost. And he did, to his… Read more The Gifts of the Fae

‘Wait here, I’ll return soon.’ The exact same message that he’d left on the other side of the pillar. The handwriting of the note was identical, as was the paper it had been written on. Even the part of the paper he’d chosen to write on was the same. Another futile move made by his… Read more The Pillar

In a land undiscovered by those who seek to occupy it and quell its divinities, unnamed by those who have found this land and swore to keep its secrets – in this land there are two flowers. There are trees and lush greenery and creatures of all kinds, yes. But there are two flowers. The… Read more Eclipse

This fable is inspired by two of Aesop’s fables: “The Frogs Asking for a King” and “The Frogs’ Complaint Against the Sun” One day, the Frogs asked Jupiter for a king and so, Jupiter sent them a log. The Frogs sat upon it for quite some time before deciding that it was a lousy ruler… Read more The Frogs, The Sun, and The Moon Or: Why the Sun Sits Alone

“Tell me the part about me again,” Kiya asked as he rolled on the forest floor, the rough feel of the pine needles scratching against his puppy fur. “And the earth made the Shapeshifter. So that the creation could be led by one who truly understands all creatures, and the balance they bring to the… Read more The Leader

When the smell of burning porridge wafted past Goldilocks’ nose, she realized she had stayed on the phone too long. “I’d better go,” she said, hanging up the phone and hurrying to the kitchen. “Drat!” she said when she saw the blackened pot on the stove. “It’s ruined. I’ll have to start all over again.”… Read more Three Bears