Midnight Oil

This was going to be a flash fiction, but for the fact that I'm very tired and also a bit sick. I've had a sore throat developing for two days; it has shown up and kicked in the door. So a prompt it is. I'm totally a night owl. At least, on the days I manage to get… Continue reading Midnight Oil

the witching hour

one swoop and it's midnight. light dances in the air sending messages to and fro. carrier pigeons put to shame they never stood a chance. raw honesty ask me anything it's so dark i'll answer. put away wand and cauldron there needn't be enchantments here. for this is enchanting already think you feel it too.… Continue reading the witching hour