“I’m tired, Angie.” I’d first seen her standing barefoot, her toes curling into the wet sand, letting the waves wash over her ankles. She’d loved the beach ever since she first laid eyes on it, just as I’d loved her the moment I first laid eyes on... Read more...

“I’m tired, Angie.” I’d first seen her standing barefoot, her toes curling into the wet sand, letting the waves wash over her ankles. She’d loved the beach ever since she first laid eyes on it, just as I’d loved her the moment I first laid eyes on... Read more...

"Shimmer"

He loved gold most of all, the way it glimmered under the moonlight that dripped through the small hole at the top of his cave. He would’ve smiled–if he could smile–watching it at night when he was awake. He hated leaving it behind, but he knew that his magic could protect his... Read more...