Julrane idly sketched the interior of Gulfia’s abandoned lighthouse, trying to determine the arrangement of mirrors that would give the most light. She had never heard the lighthouse mentioned in her visits to the Tunnels, but something in her blood told her the two were connected, and she felt an increasing pull to discover the... Continue Reading →
To the farmer watching from the hillside, the old steam engine appeared to drag its coach across empty ground instead of pulling it along a disused branch line. He didn’t know the untamed grass and kudzu had rendered an ancient set of rails invisible. The engine’s wheels slipped more often than not as the greenery... Continue Reading →
Years the house stood vacant on the lot. Damp and dust conjoined; mold grew. Vines broke in, and became trees. Ants turned beams to sand. Winds beat against walls. The house fell, and it sank in to the mud.
Aravis was remembering a scene of building a fire with her father in her younger days. The logs had all been dry and rough to the touch, and the pile had been taller than her. ‘Is this gonna be a great fire?’ Growing up hearing Spanish, Jinni, and later English all at once had made the... Continue Reading →