Sustained By the time Clara finished retching up the last of the belladonna and undergoing something called “gastric wash,” dawn had already broken; by the time Edward was stitched, packed with gauze, and transferred to a proper ward, the sun was high; and by the time two uniformed officers from the York County Sheriff’s DepartmentContinue reading “Where the Winged Thing Waits: Chapter Twelve”
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Where the Winged Thing Waits: Chapter Eleven
Sigil The trees at the edge of the woods loomed black against the molten gold of sunset. The last of the day clung stubbornly to the horizon, staining the sky like dying embers, while the shadows beneath the branches were already deepening into something inkier and hungrier. The air smelled of wet earth and oldContinue reading “Where the Winged Thing Waits: Chapter Eleven”
Where the Winged Thing Waits: Chapter Ten
Sacrifice The inn had gone still hours ago. Most of the other guests were asleep, and the soft hush of midnight had settled over the hallways like dust. Only the muted ticking of a lobby clock and the occasional groan of the old pipes broke the silence. Clara sat cross-legged on the floor of herContinue reading “Where the Winged Thing Waits: Chapter Ten”
Where the Winged Thing Waits: Chapter Nine
Tether Sunlight crept across the faded quilt before Clara stirred. For a moment when her eyelids first fluttered open, she didn’t remember where she was. She knew only the golden warmth pressing against her eyelids, the muffled hum of voices downstairs, the steady rise and fall of someone’s chest against her back. Warm. A starkContinue reading “Where the Winged Thing Waits: Chapter Nine”
Where the Winged Thing Waits: Chapter Eight
Ignition James could no longer tell how long he’d been walking. It felt like ages. The forest had thinned, yet the air had grown thicker, warmer, as though he were breathing through cloth. The mist glowed faintly around him, barely illuminated by the moon that wove in and out of clouds. His boots left darkContinue reading “Where the Winged Thing Waits: Chapter Eight”
Where the Winged Thing Waits: Chapter Seven
Deliverance Every step took James’s party deeper into air so thick it tasted metallic. Behind them, the trees knitted tighter until the path vanished, swallowed up by darkness and creeping fog. Their lanterns barely touched the heavy mist that clung to the space around them. When the preacher lifted his hand to test the air,Continue reading “Where the Winged Thing Waits: Chapter Seven”
Where the Winged Thing Waits: Chapter Six
The Second Gate The Second Gate looked exactly like the First. Same arch of moss-encrusted metal. Same curling ivy gripping the pillars like desperate hands. Same ominous aura that watched them pass beneath. “This can’t be the same one,” Edward muttered, kicking at the wet leaves as they ventured deeper into the woods. “We wentContinue reading “Where the Winged Thing Waits: Chapter Six”
Before the Story Began: Putrescence in Her Peripherals
Putrescence in Her Peripherals is my upcoming dark fantasy. It’s coming out this fall, and I’m SO excited to share it with you. Until then, I’d like to drop a few deleted scenes and unpublished world building moments. Here, we’ll explore the moment Aidan met Amélie. If this teaser piques your interest, swing by myContinue reading “Before the Story Began: Putrescence in Her Peripherals”
Where the Winged Thing Waits: Chapter Five
The First Gate The night air was heavy as the two parties met again where the trees thinned near the road. Lanterns bobbed between them, pale halos cutting swaths through the dark. James was at the front, his Bible tucked under one arm, Millie trailing behind like a shadow in her simple calico dress. IsaacContinue reading “Where the Winged Thing Waits: Chapter Five”
Where the Winged Thing Waits: Chapter Four
Lounge Lizard When a bird chirped nearby, Clara gestured with her chin, still arm-in-arm with Harry. “Hear that? That’s a piping plover. Rare to hear a shorebird this far inland.” Harry smiled as he patted her arm. “The Susquehanna River is a couple miles away. It runs all the way to Chesapeake Bay, so itContinue reading “Where the Winged Thing Waits: Chapter Four”