Tears and Rain

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First step? Draw the chalk outline.

Berta sat back on her heels, trying to remember the next step from Baba’s grimoire. She was sure she’d gotten all the right ingredients: white chalk, pint jar of honey, ten pound sack of dirt from Janeesa’s grave. There were words she needed to say, herbs to sprinkle as she said them.    Continue reading

Unicorn

Boy sitting with his white dog, looking out over a shipyard, mountains distant

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Teamwork

Bar cellar, wooden barrels with candles, bright lights

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Modrigal’s Gift

Vintage Unicorn

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He wore many chains about his neck, mostly gold, some mixed and linked to polished stones, some of these gemstones.

The mirror in front of him showed their glint against his naked chest and graying hair, and though his eyes had been brilliant blue in his youth, they’d faded over the years, both of color and of the life force that supplied their vitality. Continue reading