Carrots. Original public domain image from Wikimedia Commons
The Mage had left Joseph wandering the haunted mansion’s grounds. As memories returned, Joseph needed time away within the Shadowlands to grieve his losses. Given time, Joseph’s moans would quiet as he began to return to himself.
The Scottish mage also needed time away. He thought of The Twins and their mother, Bethany: just like that, he was there. Continue reading
He found that he could still travel forward and backward in time, and anywhere across the known universe — really anywhere across space and time — but that limits had been imposed on his wandering, once he had accepted the care of Joseph’s memories.
For the Scottish mage, traveling between different strands of the multiverse was no longer possible; those doors had been slammed shut as the door to Joseph’s life and family had been thrown open to him. Continue reading
Carrots. Original public domain image from Wikimedia Commons
The mage froze. He’d traveled the world, shadow and otherwise. Yet no one in the terrestrial world ever saw him, except for these two Twins. Continue reading
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The Scottish mage leaned back and reviewed his many-decades residency in the Shadow World, his fingertips steepled, pointer fingers touched to lower lip; listening intently to the many threads of the family’s relationships as each was plucked, he finally discerned the melody and the strange harmonies of their connection. Continue reading
Carrots. Original public domain image from Wikimedia Commons
It wasn’t that they didn’t miss their stepdad. He was fun, taking all four children to the zoo, the pool, or out for ice-cream right before he brought them home for dinner on Sunday nights. When they made a mess of his house, his maid picked it all up. Continue reading
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