He glanced at his watch impatiently, half past four in the evening. The train was supposed to be here by now. He thought back to what the letter said. He took it out and began reading it again. Although he had read it countless times before; to the point where he could remember every detail of it, he still wanted to read it again. Just to make sure the crumbled piece of paper was real, just to make himself believe that the contents were true. The date listed on the envelope was 14th June, three years ago, but delivered to him only a few days back. The paper was stained yellow, crumpled and had the looked of a very old, very fragile treasure map. To him it was a piece of treasure in itself. He just had to find out if it was true. He just had to hope that…
Abbas was always hungriest at dusk. When he arose at dawn he had enough to do to distract him from the constant gnawing at…
Death. Everywhere death. The reports were brought to Queen Serena as many times during the Big-Light as there were seasons. A creature of the…
Beyond exhaustion, I rested against the wall of the carriage and pressed my face to the window. I quickly reached that helpless stage where…
Charlie wasn’t sick. He didn’t live in a bubble or anything like that. But still. It started when he was at school talking to…
Heart pumping faster than her legs, she feared she might kill her mother, feared her father would catch up to her. “Cora!” Oh, no! …
The little girl and boy were screaming. Not the bad screaming. Not Mia’s screaming. Lucretia stood in the outer schoolyard, looking through the fence…
After seven days of intolerable confinement, Izzy decided that this foggy afternoon was the right time to free herself. And, if she could manage,…
It was clear to Cynth that the cute girl and handsome boy didn’t want to kiss. Not with her sitting three benches away. Not…