This is a tale told in the whirr of small wings when streetlights wink out . ..
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Category Archives: Fiction
Leap of Faith
This is a tale told in the torn lace of sea foam on a rocky shore and whispered where jewel anemones glow . . .
Prophecy
This is a tale pinned to an ancient door studded with handforged nails . . . Continue reading
Grizhilda and the Yule Noise
A gift for the deep winter festival from the Pilgrim’s travels in the cold hills . . . Continue reading
Consorts
This is a story embroidered in freshwater pearls and swansdown, ermine and hoarfrost . . . Continue reading
Who’s there?
This is a tale told in the blackened runes of burnt heather stems . . .
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Leave-taking
This is a story told in tiny feathers, swirling on bare floorboards . . . Continue reading
From the Bronze Throne: a fable
This is a story scorched in burn marks on the roof timbers of a hidden room . . . Continue reading
Come in, they are waiting . . .
Welcome to The Garret, Joanne. Let me find you a quiet seat by the window. My Muses can be flighty. Continue reading
Change of scene, change of mind
The Pilgrim Woman brought out a shawl of undyed wool from the Northlands. Its colours held the rich browns of peat and sedge and the fur of hares. She wrapped it over her head and her voice changed. Then she told this tale: