Origami Dragons

The practical tone would have irritated if it wasn’t so edged with fear. Fear of being seen, heard, hunted. Of being haunted…


The road was dark with no streetlights but the soft glow of multiple phone screens lit up the bus’ interior…

Photo Stories: Guardians

“Alone is different from lonely.”

“Which have you been?” she couldn’t help but ask.

His gaze lifted, bored into hers. “Without you? Both.”

Photo Stories: Wish Weaver

Mother says some dreams are fickle and can turn out to be nightmares cloaked in moonlight. It is magic most volatile…