Azila

The last of the orange left the iron, beat away by the forger's hammer.With his right hand, Merwel swung a hammer repeatedly at the metal; with his left he gently ...

I don't generally talk about what I remember, because I know that most of it never happened. Never could have happened. Vague recollections of impossible scenes are strewn across the ...

The children pull on their parents' clothing and set off into the morning. Small, pale hands clutch at gray fabric to keep it from dragging in the street. Arms are ...

Alright now, you rascal—quiet down and let me tell you a story, okay? Right was a rough night, dark as shadow and stormy as an angry cat. It was not ...

Long before I am alive enough to actually feel it, I am aware of my barque rocking and tipping gently on the waves. The movement is impenetrable in its regularity, ...

Spoiler! : Revised. Monday, April 26, 1999Dear Hannah,Your father sent me pictures of you from the Passover Seder, and I can not believe how much you have grown! You are ...

“The director is a knavish lad, thus to make poor actors mad!” I clutched one hand to my heart while using the other to wave a bottle of moisturizing lotion ...

When we were little, our parents told us to be ware of angels.They roamed the silver prairies during the day and the velvet mountains at night. We could hear their ...

I asked you who your mother was, and you told me, she is cloud.I looked for some sort of a joke on your face, but your dark eyes were always ...