The following six weeks flowed by with surprising speed and ease. Kid, after his initial reticence was overcome, took to his magic instruction like a duck to water, even going so far as to not need one of his Wolfgrove 'guardians' in support at the classes after a couple of weeks. Within three, the lessons …
Their return to the village was greeted by knowing grins and nudges over their clothing change. Expressions changed rapidly when Liam described the logjam burst and its aftermath. A check was done of all the villagers; the only person not within the village bounds was John, and he came striding into the square just as …
Millie wandered into the kitchen a short time later, Edda looked over her coffee at her. "Why the frown?" "Quoth dropped by to say hello and I think he was trying to get me to go somewhere funny again." "Really? Where? And what did you tell him?" "I said I could only go when you're …
They returned to the inn together, after Sophia had taken Joy clothes shopping. The next morning, Sophia and Connor presented themselves at the palace. The nobles here weren’t quite as overtly curious as those in Weriban, but Sophia did find her appointment chart filling up quite quickly, and had to make sure she had some …
This piece came from a prompt in a webinar on Idea Generation from Jericho Writers. It's thoroughly silly and I had a lot of fun writing it. Please ignore gaping loopholes and lack of logic. Gen looked up from the folder she was glaring at when her assistant knocked on the office door frame. She …
Millie slept well that night, and dreamed of fairy dresses, sad forests and orchards on buildings. The rest of the week passed quietly as Millie learned her way around the village and began to meet and get to know the people living there. She was tucking into breakfast on Friday morning when Adam dropped a …
By the time the three potential magic tutors arrived, Kid was still tucked in his sofa nook but appeared to have regained most of his usual ebullience. His light-spirited debate with Nathan over the relative merits of two different ways of playing a game they'd each grown up with (and which again pointed to a …
Anaria forgot all about the stream the moment she stepped inside the cottage. It was a little dusty and forlorn but was clearly kept ready to shelter anyone in need, in the same way as the hut on the road all those weeks ago. That was where the similarities ended. This cottage was a glorious …
Joy looked to Sophia for support, she got an encouraging nod. She sighed and turned to face the mage. “My name’s Joy and I come from a small village in the Leaf forests. Ma lived on the edge of the village, even a little removed, as she was the old healer’s apprentice and inherited when …
Shara's stories were a gateway to another world. Unlike the other bards and storytellers scattered about the market square and by the fires of the taverns at night, she only told stories of one place, but what stories they were. Full of fire and flight, colour and smoke and steam and emotion bounding through every …
The DNA of Stories 