Leahweird

“I’m hungry,” announced the cat. Tom just continued sweeping. He knew better than to take this statement at face value. The small pumpkin tabby began to swirl around his legs. ...

By the time the sun started to set, they were already farther away from home than Tom had ever been. The dirt path they were following had dipped into the ...

“What kind of wizard doesn’t have any magical stuff with him?” Tom did regret his lack of possessions. The fact that he couldn’t claim ownership to anything other than the ...

They sold Gus in the next village. They’d been haggling over a loaf of bread when it became clear that the baker’s young son had become enthralled with the little ...

Cat stood with her arms folded over her chest, tapping her foot while she waited for Tom to compose himself. He took several deep breaths and tried to tell himself ...