When the Court King told her she’d have to slay a giant to save her mother’s life, Lara knew it would be difficult, but staring into its bulbous eyes, she felt her resolve trickle down her leg and pool around her feet.
Nora is twenty-one years old and though she respects astrology as a belief system, she thinks anyone who bases their entire personality off of what some website with shitty graphic design and way too many ads tells them what zodiacs of their gender are supposed to act like is a spineless worm who is soContinue reading ““Nora’s Bedroom””
Lara took a deep breath. “It’s just like the stray dog that hangs around the butcher’s, only its legs bend the wrong way,” she told herself. The wolf leaped towards her and, almost too late, she jumped out of the way and plunged the kitchen knife deep in its throat. It shrieked and collapsed toContinue reading “Lara and the Face that Sees a Thousand Paths”