The brooke meanders across the arboretum, a ribbon of tinged silver in the glint of the midday sunlight. The sky is overcast. The highway...

Author's Note: This is an excerpt from my larger, unpublished novel, "Superstitions: The Grimoire of Callings." I am currently trying to...

This post is a continuation of the first 10 pages posted by the Phoenix. Visit them here. This story contains elements of domestic abuse,...