short story – Jordyn Saelor

an attempt was made

I started to feel a bit bad for the creature and this garden so many of them were trying to save, obviously in vain,

hafta say

The small one plummeted into the lake again, throwing waves at me, then it had the audacity to put two claws on my forehead

rescue

The fire and smoke summoned flying shadows blotting out the sun and they brought silent rain upon the flames. I just treaded water,

or (to the shore line)

The grass, trees, vines and algae left hardly any room for rune drawing so I ended up walking/crawling

resource

I walked up to a tree and only fell once—into a spherical bush—along the way then I whacked at a mossy branch until it fell off then I dragged it

2 Seize a sky

I paddled toward the plant-covered shore . . . so I could sprawl in the mud, waves lapping the backs of my knees. Nothing burst out of the grass to eat

Seize a sky

In the mountain all rains fall the same, to the water every stream builds into rivers, so they showed me if I slipped into one I could slip into them all

Some things are hard to put into words. So let’s begin with the big picture; the phenomenon is called, the kid grows up and gets more progressive than their parents, that’s nothing new, they’ve been saying it of every generation for centuries. When I was little, I thought my parents were the wisest on politics,Continue reading “fever pitch”

Hala

We do not regret this we are glad just to take part in who you become

By the light, oh

deliverer sea deity it knew everything there was to know about the moon, every moon on every world