I wasn't sure what to write about today, and then I thought about dragons. There is something you need to know about me - I love dragons. Ever since I was younger, something about dragons captivated me. I drew them, read about them, and dreamed about them. Today, I still have books about dragons. And… Continue reading Do You Believe In Dragons?
Let's pretend it hasn't been four months since my last post. You know how time feels like it is slipping away from you? That's been happening ... a lot. The last time I posted here, we had moved, I had gotten a fish, and I had gotten some plants. Since then, I have gotten a… Continue reading Something New, Somewhere New
This is a reblog of a piece I wrote in October of last year that I genuinely enjoyed. Work was hectic this week, and I just started going back to the gym; my body and my brain are so tired! What I want to do is write another short based off of this prompt, like a continued adventure. If I can get it done this weekend, I’ll post it early!
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The loud whooshing of large, leathery wings stirred the calico from her slumber atop the fence post. The ground shuddered under the weight of something far larger than a cat, the vibration reverberating through the old wooden post. The calico blinked away sleep, her pale green eyes taking in the sight before her – a slinky black dragon bowed low to the ground. She studied it for a long moment before sighing.
“How did you find me?” the calico asked.
The snake-like dragon did not move. His wings were curled up against his back, his hide darker than midnight and shiny. It dazzled the cat sometimes, but the dragon was not a plaything – it was a thing she had already said farewell to. When…
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This is part of the #NovemberNotes challenge, hosted by Sarah Doughty and Rosema. The song is Almost Lover by A Fine Frenzy. “It’s really pretty, isn’t it?” the young girl said, a smile spread across her face. Her eyes were glued to the night sky, dark blue and speckled with stars. Sometimes, when she had been… Continue reading So Now You’re Gone and I’m Haunted
This fiction piece was inspired by a writing prompt on reddit. The loud whooshing of large, leathery wings stirred the calico from her slumber atop the fence post. The ground shuddered under the weight of something far larger than a cat, the vibration reverberating through the old wooden post. The calico blinked away sleep, her… Continue reading Small Like My Kittens