Tag: fantasy
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Length of November
The first snow always made Naia think of him.Not because they’d ever shared a snowfall together he’d left before winter but because of the way he used to trace shapes in the fog of his breath on her car window. “See? Instant art,” he’d said, as though the fleetingness of things was part of the…
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Rainy nights in the country
The rain started slow, the kind that taps gently against the windows like someone asking to come inside. Out in the country, the road turned to gravel. The fields stretched farther than the eye follow. Storms always felt bigger. Louder…alive Inside the old farmhouse, the wind rattled the loose window frames. It pushed cold air…
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Learning to Stand
Claire Hart grew up in Owl Creek, Wyoming. It was a town so small that everyone knew which pickup truck belonged to which family. The loudest argument most weeks was about high school football. The courthouse had two courtrooms and a clock that ran five minutes slow. As a child, Claire used to sit on…
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Petals & Pocket Magic
There is a particular kind of quiet you can only find when no one is watching you. Not the kind that falls in an empty room, but the soft, living quiet of a place that doesn’t expect anything from you. A path lined with wildflowers. A garden just after rain. A forest clearing where the…
Quiet Harbor Writing 