Author: Ellwyn Autumn
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The Enchanted Press Part 15
Memories—painful memories of my mother’s brutal death worked their way through my mind. I tried to shut out the images of that horrible night ... -
The Enchanted Press Part 14
“N-Neverland?” I sputtered, unable to hide my shock. I gawked at the leaf clad youth before me. “Peter Pan? But how? Neverland’s on an ... -
The Enchanted Press Part 13
Before I knew it, my hooves went out from under me, the ceiling closed over, plunging us into near darkness, and my neck ached ... -
The Enchanted Press Part 12
Sen returned just as I finished my message to the High Queen, my jaw and chest tight from the effort. Duncan was also fatigued, ... -
The Enchanted Press Part 11
Duncan, the younglings and I trooped down the heavy gray slab cut into the center of town. In macabre fashion, its steely texture complimented ... -
The Enchanted Press Part 10
Duncan pulled back, settling into a comfortable position on my shoulder, toes curled into my skin for support, one beady eye fixed on me. ... -
The Enchanted Press Part 9
I left the apothecary with purpose, my expectations not high but hopeful that I’d find the help I badly needed to contact the High ... -
The Enchanted Press Part 8
The sun had risen by the time I left the abandoned store. My eyes and limbs were heavy with fatigue; the constant noise from ... -
Darkened Lighthouse
A melancholy grips me; It tears at my heart. My children’s minds unravel; They’re falling apart. I am a darkened lighthouse, A beacon lost ... -
The Enchanted Press Part 7
I let Gepetto’s apathetic response sink in for a minute, remembering how he’d painstakingly cleaned his tools after whittling a bit of wood when ...
