I always feel it, the cold breeze as if a door has been left open. A crack in the world…
(First appeared in MYRIAD:Duel, Hexagon Press, Dec 2023) Plucked notes rose above the cacophony of the arena. Tightly packed, shoulder…
Salt crunched beneath Morwyn’s fingers as she grasped the top of the rocky tower. Brackish mist rose from the ever-pounding…