Welcomes-Home


She'd never had much love for the thrill of the fight, like most of her tribe. She was far too gentle for that. While the others waged war with nearby tribes, she stayed behind to keep the den tidy and make sure things were in order. And when they returned from battle, she would always be there to welcome them back. Regardless of the outcome of their fight, it was always a comfort to hear her greeting and know they were home.

When the Clouds Part

Until Dawn


Their first mistake was stepping into her territory. Their second was thinking she would tire before them. It wasn't until dawn broke that they could finally look behind them and not see the furious glow of her eyes. The story was the same for any other fools who made the same mistakes.

Seeking a Name


"What is my name?"

"Have you asked the trees?"

"No."

"Have you asked the birds?"

"No..."

"Have you asked the rivers and the stones and the fireflies? Have you asked the swamp?"

"...I haven't."

"Then ask it. It will tell you. In time."

Drowned

The Sound of Summer


The air is hot and thick and the sun bright.

A dark storm looms in the distance, flashes of lightning warn of the oncoming downpour.

And all around cicadas sing their song, drowning out every other noise.

The telltale sign of the season, the sound of summer.

Black Blood Red Sky


She looks down and sees her own blood on the ground. But it's black blood.

She looks up and sees the night sky full of stars. But it's a red sky.

Something is very wrong...

Grey Garden

Destined Daughter


A pillar of smoke reaches endlessly towards the sky, and in it sits a crow. It turns its skeletal head and stares down at her with a piercing blue light in its empty sockets. Its mouth doesn’t open but a booming voice still speaks.

Come, my daughter. You are destined for this.

She doesn’t know what this is. But she does know the truth of these words. Even though she is afraid, this must happen. Not knowing what will come next, she steps into the smoke.