As the last of the sunset warmed the cabin with its fingers of orange light, she put her pen down and leaned back in her chair. Closing her eyes, she let her mind build the picture of the room. The crackle of the fire, the gentle snoring of the puppy both brought a gentle smile … More Frisland
Mora frowned as she saw the small bundle of damp fur. Without a second thought, she fell to her knees, never noticing the creeping cold as the damp from the mud seeped into the leather of her britches. She wasn’t even sure what it was, only that its chest moved now and then with … More The Crystal
Mora walked back over the bridge, having left Minn to her ponderings. She turned towards the direction Minn had indicated and smoothed down her gown. “Well, I guess now would be a good time as any to find where my kin live.” She picked her way carefully back towards her new home, minded to walk, … More Enchanted.
Red is my favourite colour. I don’t remember how old I was when I first realised this, but it is a hue which has been chosen over others throughout my life. It is true to say that it stands out from the crowd and is noticed. I have often combined it with others … More A Study In Scarlet (Credit for the title goes to Mr. A. Conan Doyle.)