The door of the hut where Ladd lived with his family faced east. Dawn broke soon after Archer, Knowledge, and Mercy left for work and
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The Abstraction
The old man had entered the contest for wood sculpting six months ago. Now, at the deadline, it was finished. As the crowd walked by
Haunted
“It’s always darkest before the dawn.” That old quote popped into her head at 4 a.m. It wouldn’t be daylight soon this morning since the
One-Way Glass
Doors to her were only a symbol. They had always kept her out, excluded her. From the time she was a child, she’d felt like
The Fawn
She watched him when he was a fawn. Come summer, he grew spikes. A young buck. He was unafraid of her. He grew accustomed to
Guy’s Day Out
”Guy’s, isn’t is great to be out on our own today?” ”Jack, thanks for setting up this half-day in the balloon for us,” replied one
The Write Scribe 