THE THREE WANDERING TREES

January 16, 2016

High on a snowy mountain, three trees, neighbors for hundreds of years, exchanged complaints. ‘All we ever talk about is eagle this, hawk that, or oh the bear has twins this year. I, for one, would like to go over to the other side of the valley and see what’s beyond the glacier,’ said the […]

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THE DISSATISFIED BROOM

January 10, 2016

‘I’m going to leave,’ said the broom, wiggling for emphasis. ‘See if I don’t.’ ‘You’ve been saying that for years,’ said the cauldron from its comfortable position above the warmth of embers in the fireplace. ‘And yet you never go. You complain a lot, but you’re quiet as Obadiah when the witch is around. Isn’t […]

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THE SUMMER SNOW

December 11, 2015

Yardith, daughter of the sorceress, sat baking on a rock under heavy hanging heat. The sun burned in the sky. Drops of sweat fell in steady patient rhythm from her nose, enlarging the dark purple blot on her violet satin tunic. ‘Can’t you cast some spell to make it cooler? This is the worst,’ said […]

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THE WALL

November 24, 2015

No one noticed when Temulon left the village. They were all too busy preparing the new ship for launch. Temulon trudged through snow up the steep hillside to the trees, where she rested, gasping little puffs of mist. She was determined to find the Wall, to get through it, to see for herself if what […]

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THE VALLEY OF MIST

November 4, 2015

There once was a palace standing all alone on top of a high mountain. The valley below it hid under a motionless blanket of mist. To descend into the mist was a crime, and nobody cared to defy the law, for legends of the horrors waiting in the mist below were more than enough to […]

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THE HARVEST HEN

October 26, 2015

oh, my dearie, have a care be not captured by her stare feathered leggings does she wear beyond the mist, you’ll find her there These words were sung in a creaky voice by the ancient beggar seated on a great boulder near the road. They made no sense at all to Mabel, the potter’s daughter, […]

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WHAT TO BE FOR HALLOWEEN

October 9, 2015

Marla slid onto her chair at the kitchen table and announced, ‘I’ve almost decided what I want to be for Halloween.’ Marla’s mother, busy at the stove, seemed not to hear. ‘Mama, I said I’ve almost decided what I want to be for Halloween.’ ‘I heard you. I just have to count stirs,’ said Marla’s […]

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NEVER FOREVER

September 30, 2015

In the time of castles a sad queen slipped into the woods on a blue moon midnight. She hurried along the glow of a path lighting up in front of her as she muttered over and over again, ‘Never forever.’ When the cottage appeared under a drapery of vines, as she had been told it […]

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THE WALNUT

August 24, 2015

The village baker, dusted in flour head to toe, waved his rolling pin high and shouted orders. The Queen had decreed two dozen walnut cookies to be delivered that afternoon in time for a gathering of regal importance. The baker’s wife and daughter raced here and there, down to the cellar, out to the pasture, […]

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THE RED VELVET ROSE

July 14, 2015

Long ago, giants stepped down from the sky and moved into the ice caverns on the snowy peak of the high mountain. There they lived content until one day the giants’ daughter, Bredla, stomped into her parents’ chamber. ‘I’m leaving to go see flowers. Fendak, the falcon, told me about flowers. He says they’re pretty […]

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