A twist of fate in the last battle between the union and the confederates, something terrible happens to one of the sides

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Medford, Mass 76 Brooks Street in West Medford Dear GPP, I know you shan’t want me to fly round the world. But it is as duty calls, I must leave this place. It is as I have always wanted. To be free and concise in a place where no one will bother me at all. This shall be my last letter before I make flight.

The finale to Tales of the Dragon Child

A dark retelling of George Washington's struggles at Valley Forge

On a cold winter's night, Fashi mysteriously disappears

In search for their master, Huo finds a strange world..

Lucy stared in complete silence for what felt like an eternity. Huo could see the conflicting emotions on her face across the table. Betrayal, confusion, anger, and something akin to rage. The young mage gulped and nervously waited for a response from their former coworker. Doubt filled their mind as they thought about their father's letter. As they rose from their chair, Lucy put up a hand.

The hunter comes looking for the hunted..

Belle hurried to finish her duties at the office. She had a long night waiting for her at her job at the morgue. But she was looking forward to it. Ever since she was a little girl, Belle loved anatomy. To her, it was a learning experience and a way to learn something new. It was second nature to her now.

The paper crinkled in Huo’s hands as they took it off the telephone pole. It was an ad for a traveling circus holding a carnival set to arrive in town in just a few days. Huo felt a grin coming onto their face, one that had been growing ever since their trip to Andromeda, the Northern Witch. Though they were initially terrified, after reading the book given to them for the first time, the fear melted away.

That morning was cold and misty. Huo pulled on a coat and boots from their closet, silently mulling over the events of the night before. Fashi knows. What now? Sighing, they closed the closet door and walked over to the front door. The Phoenix bumped its head into its mistress's leg as if to say, Let's go. Huo nodded, picked up the bird, and opened the front door.

Anna sifted through her things at her desk. A client stood in front of the desk, waiting rather impatiently. He constantly looked at his watch, as if he were late. Anna threw a bunch of things off her desk, feeling absolutely flustered. This was the third time this week that she hadn't found something important. Usually, she was so organized and knew where everything was.

Clinking dishes, people’s voices, and a crackling fire filled one of the local taverns in Mage City. On weekdays, it was bustling with its usual residents, including gnomes, sirens, unicorns, and half-mythological beings. A half-mythological being found themselves on shift as a waitress on Tuesday night. Huo shook their head as they looked at the sight that awaited them. Working as a waitress was not the job they had hoped for when they ended up in the city two months ago after they escaped from Schneider Facilities.

“Oh wow, it’s so beautiful!” “It’s the view of the century! We’ll never get a viewing like this again in our lifetime!” Pamela put her phone down and rubbed her hands over her face. She had just been watching videos of Comet Skade, which had arrived a day earlier. It flew across the sky in a beautiful white and blue glow, illuminating the sky.

June woke from a deep slumber. The night before had brought feverish and fitful dreams, stemming from places she couldn’t recall and purposes she couldn’t define. With a yawn, June gathered her belongings. She began getting ready for the day. Life in New York City moved so quickly that some days, she wasn’t even sure which day it was anymore.

The blizzard blew with wild ferocity, piling up snow on the ground. Alan trudged slowly, blocking his face from the wind. There has to be shelter somewhere, he thought. Walking began to become very difficult. The snow was getting deeper. So, Alan looked around, trying to see where the storm ended. But he saw nothing but a deep blanket of white.

It was a lovely warm evening in Scottsdale. The sky was clear, allowing the stars to shine brightly through. The days of fog had finally cleared up. Roger strolled down the hill, one of the town’s many walking trails. It was a short walk to and from town, and he didn’t have to worry about being late for work in the morning.

Riesen woke up from his bed, dripping with sweat. He’d just had another nightmare. He’d dreamed that his whole village flooded, and he drowned because he couldn’t save them. He looked over at his wife, Alexandrine. She was sleeping away peacefully. Riesen didn’t dare wake her up. He decided to take a walk to clear his head. The streets were so quiet and peaceful.

At a carnival, there was a job offer for a night guard to watch over the place at night. There was nothing to steal from it, but Mark knew that thieves got creative when desperate. So he handed in his application, and on the same day, he was hired. Mark knew it was a golden opportunity, so he took it. The carnival looked gorgeous in the ad.

 I pushed myself away suddenly from a socialite, dressed tightly in black and white. I had spilled my water all over his shirt. I tried to apologize and wipe it off with my napkin. But he shoved me away and walked towards the bathroom. Calming myself, I went to grab a drink and find a seat, but I felt intensely uncomfortable and stuffy.

Anna sifted through her things at her desk. A client stood in front of the desk, waiting rather impatiently. He constantly looked at his watch, as if he were late. Anna threw a bunch of things off her desk, feeling absolutely flustered. This was the third time this week that she hadn’t been able to find what her clients needed. Usually, she was so organized and knew where everything was.

Anna sifted through her things at her desk. A client stood in front of the desk, waiting rather impatiently. He constantly looked at his watch, as if he were late. Anna threw a bunch of things off her desk, feeling absolutely flustered. This was the third time this week that she didn't find what her clients needed. Usually, she was so organized and knew where everything was.

Soft crickets echoed in the early evening as Huo made their way toward the gate in front of them. They wanted to pick some witch hazel to prepare for Fashi. It seemed like a simple task, and the garden was only a few miles away from where Huo lived. Walking into the gate was no issue, as it was never locked, even at night.

Strange things happen at 2am

Monday the 17th: 7:37 a.m.: She staggered through the hallway, dragging herself across the blue wallpaper. It had all been a blur of events. She’d been in her bedroom, kissing the neighborhood boy. Then without warning, she was stabbed and dragged out the door. Once he was satisfied with stabbing her, he left somewhere outside. She thought she remembered seeing him walk off towards the door, anyway.