Tag: fantasy

The end is near

What has gone before: Goodwood Duxford tales... “While you’ve been here with Grace, the ladies and I have been over at The Magpie,” said Lilith, a newly-deceased resident of Gramberly Cemetery and best friend of Goodwood “Goody” Duxford, cemetery caretaker. “Patsy has quite the library of paranormal reference books.” Goody, Lilith, Frankie (Goody’s girlfriend), Grace (another ...

Baby’s first laugh

Fairytale creatures Born of stardust and daydreams A baby’s first laugh

Meeting the neighbors

The invitation was penned in elegant calligraphy on fine, handmade cotton rag paper, and sealed with a dark crimson, wax stamp embossed with an intricate Cappas family crest. It was hand-delivered on a sunny, Monday morning, by the family retainer. “Who was that?” Belinda Danner called out to her daughter. Gillian turned the envelope over ...

Homesick

Light and airy, bright sunshine streamed into the atrium through a ceiling of glass and metal. Filled with towering, full-leafed trees and fragrant, blossom-covered shrubs, greenery couldn’t detract from the industrial feel of the gallery. Several benches lined the outer edge of a central courtyard, tucked under the shadow of a lush canopy of foliage. ...

Sail into the wylde

If anyone were on the beach they would not have seen it, for Cyril’s sailboat was a negligible spot on the horizon. They couldn't see him, but he could see the shore, the first land he’d sighted in nearly two months. He adjusted his sail, aim the bow towards land, hoping he had reached the ...

abandoned block building

A grievous reality

A crowd gathered outside of the chancellery waiting for news about the stranger found unconscious inside an abandoned building in the woods at the edge of town. Visitors to Shambles were a grievous rarity, a remedy to tragedy. Strangers only appeared when a villager died out of sequence and new stock was needed. This man’s ...

rocky, foggy beach

Murky in-between

I struggle within that murky in-between A distant boundary imperceptible Nightmarish creatures lurking unseen Damned to wander a dismal shore eternal Unsteady steps on shifting, rocky sand Wreckage of mournful regrets immortal Abandoned upon that tormented strand No guiding light cutting through the seaward gloom No charted path to traverse the hinterland Is this nocturnal ...

Pine forest

In a wood

"In a wood full of princes, freedom is a kiss..." ~ Martin Page and Bernie Taupin (music and lyrics), "These Dreams" Misty illusion Astray in an ageless wood Never want to wake

Conspirators

The Prince refused to allow Agatha to best him. He would chase his runaway bride through the castle tombs and drag her back to make her suffer for his humiliation. Lashing out with his dagger, the Prince attempted to defend himself against the onslaught of phantoms pouring out of the catacombs. A vain effort, his blade ...