Children never ventured into the Nary wood. They knew all too well and understood of the dangers that fell, and tales that were told, and retold again; stories of now and then. # They were handed down by infinite numbers of older sisters and older brothers, of brood before and since brood began. You mustContinue reading “The Scary Nary (A wicked rhyme)”
In the year 1822, in the South Pacific aboard the Ameritas, Allen Markum looked to the front of the ship. There, its figurehead, a sea monster named Mascotte, was carved into its prow. Allen gazed beyond and out over the endlessly rumpled ocean. The waves rose and fell like many gills of a living thing.Continue reading “Mascotte”
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