The corners of my mouth twitched as Josh leaned into the trunk of the thick oak and blew a smoke ring at the moon. Becky stretched out on his lap and drew her finger across it to form an arrow piercing a heart. They were both wearing uniforms from their high school glory days.  I ...

Finvarra settled on the worn rowan bench he’d carved and slipped his arm across his beloved’s shoulders. The shining, silver crescent moon danced through the boughs of the trees, still clinging to the last of their scarlet leaves, and the forest beneath it was alive with a warm amber aurora and the soft music of ...