Jens Morrison, Part Two

Response to Writing Prompt Forty-One: It’s days like this, with snow blanketing roof tops and threads of smoke slipping out of chimneys, that I remember why I left this godforsaken place. “The humans moved into an area they were unprepared for. Our lands. It is suitable for us, not their weak kind. But they bring […]

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Spotlight: Jens Morrison

Inspired by Writing Prompt Twenty-Seven: The distance was trivial on paper, but the expanse of an entire sea kept me from her golden hair and violet eyes. My lips grew bitter from the journey. “You’re thinking out loud again” she said, from the other side of the puddle. “Drat! Curse these seas, I shall have […]

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