[Read Part 1 of this story] Fog rolled off the Featherpass mountains like an overflowing cauldron, spilling into Magicka Bay. The sun glinted off the surface of the ocean. It was a dreary day. Kip sighed and turned away from … Continue reading →
Kip gazed up at the iron gates in front of her. The entrance to the Magicka was forbidding, but deceptively so: the metal was twisted into an intricate design that left many holes large enough for a man to climb … Continue reading →
This week for the Indie Ink Writing Challenge, I got a really interesting prompt, and I decided to do something a little different with it this time. My prompt came from Brad MacDonald, who wrote: The tattoo means I always … Continue reading →
“You’ve done it again, Kelly.” Startled, Kelly looked up from the magazine he was reading. Pettigrew stood at the door of the cockpit, arms crossed. “Every time you have been on watch this week, you’ve managed to get us off … Continue reading →
After a couple weeks’ hiatus, I’m back in the Indie Ink Writing Challenge. It’s good to be back, folks. This week’s prompt comes from Head Ant, who writes: An opera is being written about your life. Summarize the first act. … Continue reading →