Stories about magic in the big and small things of life.
A Star Called Clarity
The star called Clarity appears on the canvas of the night sky. Even you can find her, if you look closely enough. What does she look like?
To Second Worlds
The road is lined with neat cobblestones. Horses trot along blissfully, in a most organized fashion, their hooves ferrying those who move about the city. The villas are neat and tidy, with broad windows to soak in the sun. The sky is a bright blue, and but for the slight chill in the air, it’s a perfect day in Metropolis.
Sea glass. Crystalline, beautiful. Smoothed over edges, hand-crafted by the sea. I saw it in the sand, flush against the muted beige, as it beckoned to me.