summer

A moth flapped its wing in a hurry, making Wordweaver's ear twitch imperceptibly. The thick foliage of the southern Falwood rainforest trapped the moisture in the air, shielding its ground from the dimming amber of the sun far above. With its balmy, humid air, Wordweaver could even smell the...

Summer always felt different when in Valenntenia. Her home was away from the coast, but the Carvyre residence in Old Town gave them perfect view of the water, of the port and ships coming and going. Today, the crystalline water looked inviting, and the cooling sea breeze begged for her to dip...

Warm water in…a few pinches of yeast…stir…and now we wait. Chirp. And we… Chirp. We… CHIRP CHIRP “Oh would you shut it already?” A voice called out from the back kitchen of some small family owned bakery. Well, it was family owned until Amalia had managed to convince the couple who...