Very Short Original Stories
The weather threatened rain; really threatened. The air was hot and muggy, and although the sun was up and shining, the grey storm clouds were moving at some pace across the sky. It was as if you could feel the electricity in the atmosphere. It showed. Everyone was edgy.
Read MoreThe one black eye of the raven queen blinked for the first time in a hundred years. Anger grew inside the bird as, from high in the forest’s branches, she felt the quiet whispers of the highwayman crawl their way up the bark of the tallest trees.
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