Lavender

‘As Rosemary is to the Spirit, so Lavender is to the Soul.‘ –  Anonymous Gnarled and spotted thumb draws circles upon the worn linen sachet.  Careful, careful, I remind myself.  The yellowed fabric now so thin the contents… Read More

Alexandria- guest blog by Emily

My lungs are burning as I gasp for breath. I need to keep running or they will find me but my body is screaming at me to stop and rest. Thalia told me to meet her in the… Read More

I Am

I run as quickly and quietly as I can.  My feet are wrapped in soft worn hide and I barely make a sound as I skirt the elders who sit around the center fire.  My hands cover my… Read More

Hark

This is the most wretched bored I have been in my entire life.  I have sharpened every stick in this forest to help build the godforsaken abatis which is now about as long as the eye can see. … Read More