Emeria peered down at the humans. If it wasn’t for their strange clothing they would have been indistinguishable from the humans in their world. Good. At least it will be easy for them to blend in if necessary. ‘Greetings’ she said when the second girl lifted her head too. Both …
’How about you make some room for me too?’ ‘There isn’t any,’ Zita hissed to her sister. Hanna put her hands on her hip. ‘Then make some.’ Zita sighed. Her little sister always had her way. Not this time, though. There literally wasn’t any more room in the overcrowded attic. …
‘It is time,’ said Emeria Starcaller. ‘Are you sure?’ Her sister, Alenia turned to her. She had lost track of how long they have been staring into the abyss. Well, Emeria had been. Alenia never saw anything, and after a few moments she always turned her head away. The darkness …
“You could be my daughter.” For an intense second she stared into my eyes, not saying anything. My hands were on her waist, I felt her soft skin under my fingers as she straddled me. She laughed lightly and kissed me. “You already have a daughter,” she said with …
Glory and gore. Nothing else matters in the arena. At least this is what he always says. I remember the first time I saw him fight. I hadn’t even known he was the best fighter in our pit, since he never basks in the glory his countless victories bestow upon …
Death is so mundane. So not what you’d expect. It happened on a hot August afternoon, in a hospital room that felt stuffy even though both the window and the door were open. My Mom was running in and out of the room. Sometimes she looked at us with tears …
