Concert | #53

Concert | #53

“I”ve never been to a concert before, Ale,” Demi murmured. Her sharp fingernails dug into his suit-covered elbow, finding no purchase on the slippery fabric. “I’m a little–” “Entranced?” Ale flashed a winning...
Walking Glasses | Pt. 4

Walking Glasses | Pt. 4

Previously: Ceros merely stared down at them, imposing and immovable in his sudden fierceness. “That was for your own safety,” he said, matter-of-factly. “As for your question,” he pinned Irvin with a look. “What is missing, is the key to the King’s Armory, Mister...
Walking Glasses | Pt 3.

Walking Glasses | Pt 3.

Previously:  Lady Alverette scowled, stretching out to rest her head against the rim of the tub. Her eyes flickered from brown to a hint of violet as she stared up at the tiled ceiling. Ravina was far too much like her father. All fairness and no fire. She wouldn’t...
Walking Glasses | Pt 2.

Walking Glasses | Pt 2.

Previously: “Darling!” Her father straightened. “Don’t.” “He’s grown complacent,” Lady Alverette hummed. “Thinks that he’s all that—won’t even pay attention to my daughter?” “Our daughter,” he corrected. “Ravina, don’t listen to your mother-” “Ravina,” her...
Walking Glasses (Friday Fiction)

Walking Glasses (Friday Fiction)

FRIDAY FICTION : CONTEMPORARY FANTASY “…And that’s your spell?” High Magician Maurous looked down his nose at the grim trainee. “Miss Lucien, you do realize that spell creation is a significant portion of your overall grade and will affect your ability to graduate in...
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