Category: Original

“Going out again?” Aaren shrugged, and didn’t even try to keep the smile off his face as he regarded his sister across the table. They were eating together – the difference was that he was eating lunch, and she was eating breakfast. “Tucker helps his dad at lunch for a while since there are people…

“I don’t get it,” Aaren said, and shook his head, totally bemused. Blair shrugged, without looking up from her magazine. Her feet were propped on the seat next to her, and her chair was sideways. One of her elbows rested on the kitchen table. “None of your business anyway,” she reminded him, with an infuriating…

Laqueta was a girl who looked a lot like some kind of China doll – that was the first thing Aaren noticed. Her hair was brown and softly curled, reaching down her back in artfully arranged coils. Her face was pale-skinned and rosy-cheeked, the kind of face that rarely saw the sun – which explained…

“So” – Tucker had to leave the word on its own for a moment to lick melting vanilla ice cream off the side of his cone before it dribbled down over his fingers. “What do you think? Great place, isn’t it?” Aaren nodded enthusiastically, lowering his own cone. It wasn’t only to agree with a…

“This place is so small, I could kick a rock and it’d roll all the way through town.” Aaren Johnson looked up from the book perched in his lap to see his sister frowning out the window from her place at the front passenger seat of the car. “Is that bad?” Blair huffed, clearly frustrated,…

~~~ Gone from dreams and from my earth, Gone be faerie folk from mind and hearth. As I fill this place with fragrant wood, Faery folk now be gone for good! ~ A chant to banish faeries and focus one’s energy ~~~ He liked it there – Patrick had decided that, shortly after moving into…

In the end, she did come to them – a ways, anyway. They stopped for the afternoon, and then continued on at night, before coming to a cluster of rocks and earth that vaguely resembled some of the mounds Patrick had seen scattered about the scenery as he traveled. It was more earthy, though –…

Etain’s boat was typically faerie-ish – which meant that the sails looked like they’d been constructed of gossamer, and the construction of the deck seemed almost too delicate to be real. It was large for a boat but small for a ship, and there were places to either stand and watch the scenery, sit and…

Patrick woke up to find that sometime during the night, Alex had rolled over onto his arm and the circulation to his hand had been all but cut off completely. A mild pins-and-needles prickling sensation had taken it over while the culprit slept on blissfully, unaware of the discomfort he caused. I think I’m going…

Alex slept through most of the next morning, even after Patrick and Marc, who had been conscious through the event, had woken. He’d had to be carried back to their temporary camp, finally snapping out of his trance only to immediately fall asleep. The expression on his face was not the typically content one that…