Domes of Whirland (snippet)

My family abandoned me, left their child here on the mountain, with an old man to spend its days. That man accepted me and took me inside his hut full of bones sticking out the walls and roof, which resembled a hedgehog's back. Ancient tusks, carved with symbols, fractured to a full length gave a … Continue reading Domes of Whirland (snippet)


A boy carried a shovel. The backyard was decorated with the long white fence grown in vines and a swing set in the corner. He looked back at the house, pulled his arm above the eyes because of the Sun that shone at the angle. Standing over the grass, he glanced at the blades individually. … Continue reading Stygian