The Word Worker

Tag: magic

  • The Accident

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    Something was wrong. She must have hit her head harder than she thought; could a concussion make you see color differently? She touched her forehead gingerly and pushed herself to her feet. What had she been doing? Oh yes, running. She had tripped and hit her head because… Something had been in the woods, and…

  • Kizi

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    A ray of sunshine peeked into her nest, softened into a pink glow by the delicate petals beginning to unfurl over her head. She blinked in wonder, and yellow dust clung to the green tufts of her hair as she raised her head from her flowery pillow. Gossamer wings fluttered from her back, unexpectedly bouncing…

  • Fallen Faerie

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    The wooden towers of Crann still soared above the forest floor as Sean passed the mighty gate posts. The gates themselves were long gone, eaten away by time and exposure. Loam crunched beneath his feet and he winced at the now familiar twinge between his shoulder blades. How long had it been? He couldn’t remember…

  • Time

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    At first glance the room seemed frozen in time, it’s antiquated charm untouched by the decades. A closer look revealed a different story entirely. The light streaming in the windows cast shadows that hid threadbare patches in the aging carpet. In a far corner, disguised by carefully arranged furniture, a square of plywood barely covered…

  • Book Review: The Night the Scary Beasties Popped Out of My Head

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    When Dan is woken up by a horrible racket inside his head, he decides to draw his nightmares. If he can erase the nightmares they won’t bother him anymore, but unfortunately things don’t quite work out that way. Dan is in for quite a wild night when the nightmares escape and begin drawing on their…

  • The Key

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    “Do you see that?” Shana’s forehead creased, and she side-eyed Jesse as he stepped beside her. “See what?” He glanced around, eyebrows raised. His gaze slid easily over the stump in question, and she knew he couldn’t possibly see what she was seeing, but she persisted anyway. “That stump over there,” she pressed, pointing with…

  • Book Review: The Green Children

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    Bud and Blossom are green children and the best of friends. They live in the cool shade of Ballybogey Forest with all the Otherfolk, safe from the prying eyes of people. That is, until one day when a strange new music, the sound of bells, lures the two friends into the open road. Spotted by…

  • Under the Oaks

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    He stared down the well groomed brick walk, his worn pack slipping from his shoulder to land with a metallic rattle. His torn, mud-stained uniform was a sore thumb against the impossibly manicured lawn and the milling people nearer the big house. A woman in skintight pants, of all outlandish costumes, skirted around him with…

  • Shadow

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    She touched the red leaves, just a brush as light as breath that left them trembling in the reflection from the crystal. They were the only color in the pitch black tent, tiny sparks accentuating the crystal’s glow. It was all an illusion, of course. The light absorbent black drapes lining the inside of the…

  • Book Review: Silk Peony, Parade Dragon

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    The mandarin needs a dragon to lead the emperor’s New Year’s parade. Mrs. Ming has seven dragons, but the only Silk Peony is able to parade. She has beautiful scales and many virtuous qualities, but she is a lady dragon and doesn’t have a beard to impress the emperor with her wisdom. The mandarin is…