Ashren Entarri trekked through the Sylvan Wood for hours, her worn boots tramping over the damp earth, her cloak a ragged scrap of mossy green wool. The sun had long since slipped over the horizon, leaving the twilight to stretch like a shadow across the forest floor. She didn’t mind the darkness; it had always … Continue reading Forgotten Echoes
Being a substitute contest judge on writing.com, this year, I had the privilege of picking a story for Halloween. This is the prompt I chose:Write a supernatural short story centered on the blurring of worlds during Samhain (All Hallows’ Eve)Since I’m not allowed to write a story for my prompt, I wanted to write one … Continue reading The Hallow Between
Here is another story I wrote for a writing contest. This time, I needed to use these phrases in the story: a dog barked; the salt was tipped over; an empty bird feeder; sound of wind chimes; the mailbox was full. The sound of wind chimes caught my ear as I passed by the old … Continue reading The Old House
Here’s a story to start the month of October out right. What’s really out in the woods? The moon hung low over Dragonsford, casting an eerie pewter glow over the narrow streets and crooked houses. In the woods beyond the village, a presence stirred. A cold and unrelenting wind whispered through the trees, carrying with … Continue reading Whispers on the Wind
Kimimela Birdsong looked up at the caves carved into the sandstone formations. Her tribe called these formations “Dreaming Caves.” Legends told of shamans who went on vision quests in these shallow caverns. As part of her thesis, she needed to explore the niches to discover the archaeological significance of this location. She knew other students … Continue reading The Dreaming Caves
Once more, I reached back into my story files. The prompt for this story was:Write a story or poem about someone who discovers that there's actually a message in the radio emissions from the sun's surface. What does that message say, and what's the reaction to this discovery? Dr. Helen Adler had spent her entire … Continue reading Message in a Waveform
This story is based on a real-life experience I had back in the day. Geri grabbed my hand as the flight from Houston to New Orleans lost power. The silence of the engines brought shivers of gooseflesh, raising the hair on my arms. The airplane stopped climbing. I squeezed her hand back, trying to reassure … Continue reading Mo’Betta Gumbo
This story is a continuation of The Legend of the Dreamstalker. The journey to Nabar delighted Stalker. She traveled through a world filled with colors, smells, and sounds she never thought possible. Birdsong reminded her of the whistles and pipes the tribal shamans played on ritual days. The clop of horses’ hooves became the heartbeat … Continue reading The Road to Nabar
Here is another old story. The prompt for this story was to write about an elevator malfunction. The elevator doors slid shut with a soft hiss, the hum of the motor vibrating in the walls. Dr. Nathaniel Graves stood at the back, his gaze fixed on the floor. His eyes, normally sharp and observant, seemed … Continue reading The Silent Complaint
I frequently turn to a site that offers daily writing contests—writing.com. I wrote this story according to the following prompt: Write a Thriller/Suspense story (or poem) about a fortune teller who comes to a small village and changes things forever. The morning began as usual in Briarward, a sleepy village tucked in the folds of … Continue reading The Oracle
A piece of my scattered mind.
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