"Masila: After the Battle" by natasha_nguyen The storyteller seemed to smile again. It was hard to tell, when her face was almost entirely hidden by the rough material of her hood. "Ah, you younglings. All you want are tales of light, of golden heroes, of triumph over evil. Beings who become so warped by tales that they are transformed into creatures of utter perfection. You want glistening statues of heroism and good endings that finish so peacefully and dramatically..."
Masila: After the Battle The storyteller gave a tiny smile and straightened, using a staff to help her. A terrible fall in the distant past had hurt her backbone considerably...
Fanmail for Jhudora She shuddered at the thought of a Jhudora Appreciation Day. She didn’t want to be appreciated. She wanted to cause terror and panic...
Gross Food: Grossly Misunderstood? Welcome to the world of Gross Food. Not to be confused with food that is gross, such as sprouts, broccoli, and oatmeal...
The Best, the Worst: Of Holidays Okay, so the big holidays are over. New Year's is done and gone, and your resolutions are probably forgotten on the floor. For the most part, you have squeezed every ounce of celebration out of these holidays. But you want more.
Spells, Secrets, and Snowberry Tea: Part One A small pet's laughter could be heard from the snowy valley below. Bells jingled every time a shop door was opened or closed. The green, red, and white lights reflected off the perfect ocean and onto the ships that were docking. Such a lovely morning... so why was she troubled?