The Word Worker

Tag: Reader

  • The Pod

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    Lise’s eyes darted back and forth in the dim light under the trees. Jole was always following her around, but she didn’t want to share her find with her loudmouth little brother. Sure she was alone, she ducked under the hanging moss hiding the strange pod and its contents. The bones were merely a curiosity;…

  • Gathered

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    ecclesia – translated “church” in English language Bibles – a summoned assembly, a gathering of people for a purpose “And I also say unto you that you are Peter, and on this rock I will build my church, and the gates of Hades will not over power it.” Matthew 16:18 “He will lift up a…

  • Folded Paper

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    What image comes to mind when you imagine a person who likes origami (the art of paper folding, in case someone doesn’t know)? I can tell you I did not envision my nine year old son’s face. I was wrong. I’m not even sure how he was exposed to the idea, but for about two…

  • Book Teaser: In the Giant’s Hall

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    My breath caught in my chest. Was it possible he had heard my silent scream? My fear hadn’t lessened, but somehow my need directed it outward. Dagda had said to use my feelings rather than letting them control me. I kept my eyes on the Eimlach and begged wordlessly. He didn’t move, but shreds of…

  • The Undying Sacrifice

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    The sun crept over the hills, its deep shadows still heavy on the path to the tomb. The women bringing oils to preserve the body of their teacher halted transfixed by the sight of the seal rolled to the side and bright rays breeching the darkness within the cave. The broken body taken in grief…

  • Book Teaser: The Innkeeper

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       Dagda led us to an inn near the edge of town. The door, large enough to accommodate the tallest of giants, was made of solid oak planks, heavy and impenetrable. Fortunately for us, a smaller door was set into it, still solid and heavy, but with a latch that was accessible to smaller beings…

  • Dark Star

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    Her sisters already framed the night sky, swirling gently into the place reserved for them by Zeus. Only she remained, already touched with the stardust of the light she would become. The light she had not chosen. The grasses crushed softly under her bare feet as she walked slowly across her mother’s pasture, their scent…

  • Book Review: Is It Far To Zanzibar

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    Have you ever been on safari? Bought a juicy mango from a street vendor? Searched for the elusive crown of Mt. Meru in the clouds? If you live in Tanzania, chances are you have at least chanted about doing all these things and more while playing childhood games. Tanzania’s rich and varied cultural tapestry is…

  • Symphony

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    He flexed his fingers and shifted nervously. He stroked the keys, drawing a deep, ragged breath as he moved his hands into position. The first notes were soft, tentative, sending dim blue tendrils into the darkness of the sound chamber. His pulse quickened, notes grew stronger. The tendrils thickened and swirled, the darkness within their…

  • Book Teaser: Songs of Fae

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    Ballad of the Door, excerpt “With ancient feuds forgotten, and minds with ballads filled, Two worlds long torn asunder will find the door again. Pure of heart and human, a Chosen warrior comes, The barrier shall be broken, two worlds unite as one.” Irvu’s Lullaby, excerpt Born of power, born of flame, The one has…