Tag: witchcraft
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A Willing Way
Jared and Jenny’s parents died in a freak car accident when they were ten. The twins moved in with their mother’s identical twin sister, Tabitha. Their aunt’s house was an old Victorian set in Savannah’s historic district. It was four stories tall, with corner windows that faced east, west, north, and south. In each window, ... -
Guardian Angel, Part One
“C’mon, c’mon,” I muttered to the flames. My knees hurt from sitting on them in the middle of a dirt path in the forest and I shuddered from the biting wind. The clouds covered the full moon now and I was running out of time. I flipped through my spell-book again, the pages fluttering. My ... -
Queen Of Wands – Part 4
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 “Tamatha.” Papa’s voice filled the small parlor, making his presence known as if every word he spoke was from a pulpit. Tamatha gasped. Her head jerked from the tangle of needlework with a start. “Yes?” “A word in my study,” he said and ducked out. The swish of his ... -
Queen Of Wands – Part 3
As he bent to hitch the rig to the truck, his sandy hair fell over one eye. He slid his palm through, smoothing the damp locks back, and Tamatha imagined her own fingers slipping through the thick waves. -
Queen Of Wands – Part 2
Modern day witch, Tamatha, receives news that could set her on a new path. -
Queen Of Wands – Part 1
The match scraped across the rough surface, and a tiny flame leaped to life, spitting and fizzing as it entered the world. Tamatha watched it dance, its light reflecting off the metallic surfaces in the cramped RV kitchen; the oven door, the chrome teapot on the stove, the steel blade, and black enamel handle of ... -
Writing With Tarot: Shaping Story
Suss out the shape of your story with tarot as a guide. Use two and three-card tarot spreads to focus your writing. -
Writing With Tarot
The relationship between writers and tarot cards has been symbiotic from the start. Learn how to use tarot to hone your writing practice in this series. -
Found- Part Thirty-Three
There was a frenetic energy that rubbed raw against my nerves. It made my skin crawl with painful chills, as though I was being slashed with shards of ice. -
Paraworld Chronicles-Ghouls and Explosions
I don’t like the dark or small places. I have many valid and rational reasons for not liking either of those things; like lack of oxygen, creepy crawlies, and mice. I’m sure I could come up with a few more intelligent things to add to that list, but my brain is currently concentrating on reminding ...