Vol. XI

    Ashnu remained in his forge. He had no plants, flowers, or creatures to call his own. Time passed as he watched the fires of his forge flicker. He sat in loneliness, smoothing a slab of black stone till his heart could grow no more heavy. Ashnu tossed the smooth stone into the fires of his […]

Vol. VIII

    I went into my Uncles’ old room. Everything was covered in sheets. The golden afternoon light filtered through the blinds. I went to the closet and opened the door. There was a cardboard box. I opened it up and saw an old lunch pail, some pens, a hammer and a few books on bird watching. […]