The Awakening: Chapters 5 & 6

5. Midsummer Festivities:   The atmosphere on Linuina’s streets throbbed with increased excitement while the sun dwindled to make way for twilight. Soon the festive rituals would begin, hosted by none other than King Melchior himself. Adrianna looked up to the heavens to find magenta and gold streaks saluting her eyes. The colours stained theContinue reading “The Awakening: Chapters 5 & 6”

The Awakening: Chapters 3 & 4

A few more chapters following on from the Book 1 preview… 3. Another Girl: With the first rays of sun illuminating Linuina valley, a lively city came into focus against the hazy dawn sky. Fortress towers soared mightier than ever, while adjacent fields glowed a verdant green, as though assuring prosperity for the coming year.Continue reading “The Awakening: Chapters 3 & 4”

The woman she can be

She’s seduced by confident looks The promise of protection She’s unsure, unsteady, unknown Straight into his arms she runs   Confused bird Wings still growing Dazzled child Heart in awe   She’s told her thoughts don’t matter And that pleasure’s not for her She just has to listen and please For now, let go ofContinue reading “The woman she can be”

Blood Leaves

Image: Road to Liguria, Italy – Herman Rhoids The dark forest stretched ahead. Trees wrestled with each other in their search for the sun, yearning to be gilded by light. But their growth is warped, bodies twisted, locked together in a vicious embrace. She thrust apart the branches, struggled between sentient trunks. Twigs recoiled, and thornsContinue reading “Blood Leaves”

Capturing Perfection, Chapter 4

The fourth and final instalment of the short story. * * * Never have I worked so hard on a painting. Never. This had to be perfect because Lorenzo was perfect, and to picture him anything but was a travesty and a sin.   I ordered new brushes, tiny ones made from a few threads ofContinue reading “Capturing Perfection, Chapter 4”

Capturing Perfection, Chapter 3

The third instalment of the short story. * * * I wake up, aching all over. I am naked in bed, the covers pulled up around my thinning body.   I see that he is at the window, and when he realises I am conscious, he strides over and strikes me again on my face.Continue reading “Capturing Perfection, Chapter 3”

Capturing Perfection, Chapter 2

The second instalment of the short story. * * * His touch upon me was vile. His fat fingers, his greasy smile, his tiny eyes that had this triumphant gleam in them. As if he’d conquered me. He thought he’d conquered me.   Repulsive.   But that was not the worst part, not at all.Continue reading “Capturing Perfection, Chapter 2”

Book 1 preview: Chapter 1 & 2

1. Shadow on the Rainbow: A streak of red. Red. The vivid tone of the tulip field gleamed through the thin arrow slit of the keep’s walls. She moved on, past the next tower. Pink. And the next. Yellow, yellow like the glorious sun when it shone in the springtime. When it shone over theContinue reading “Book 1 preview: Chapter 1 & 2”

Capturing Perfection, Chapter 1

The first chapter in the short story. The soul is born, alive with music and colour and beauty. Our talents, meant to be explored and celebrated and shared with the world. But when that is stolen, the inner beauty becomes twisted by forlorn rage and rusty fear. And then the soul begins to crumble. *Continue reading “Capturing Perfection, Chapter 1”