Visions of Play

  Story Music fills an open plaza near one of the river bridges, and bright spheres of colored ice dance in the air, fifty feet above the bridge. It’s warm in the city, but Mayla spins cool breezes around us to mirror the ice above.

There are crystal tables in the plaza arranged in a […]

Visions of the Future

  Balance and Love The ground near us is covered with a colorful, living layer that is softer than moss. We sit together, almost floating, on this ocean of red, green, orange, and blue. And listen.

The forest around us is quiet, except for the wind, as it moves the thick canopy of leaves above […]

Gifts of War

  Dream Hunter Dilasa sleeps in a green guesthouse near Wisten’s home. The bed and the room are round, and the house is full of windows.

A gentle breeze blows through Dilasa’s long, black hair, and across the dark red sheets. She sleeps for hours after the fire that took her guardians. I can do […]

Messengers of War

  Mayla Shilann spoke of a machine that guards the city, but he called it, she.

It appears where Shilann sat, but is it woman, or machine? What does a machine need with a beautiful smile, clothes that sparkle, and long, shiny, red hair?

She rises and walks toward us with a grace that reminds […]