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Hey all out there in the Universe! I am still accepting submissions to be featured on my blog! The responses I’ve received have been wonderful! And I would love feature your work along side published authors from around the world! Follow this link to see submission guidelines. I hope to see your work! -M.E. InkOwl 

Reality Takes Leave

“My dear Emiline, you simply must face the facts. Your parents were not carried off by a,” Governess Metlock waved a hand in Emiline’s direction. The white lace trim of her black satin sleeve danced in the stale air, “what did you say? Winged bear?” Emiline sat in a straight-backed chair, her feet swinging through the air. … More Reality Takes Leave

In Death’s Garden

“Walk with me.” Said Cerum. The command was quiet, yet it willed the very air around my body, pushing me forward. “Yes, Mastre.” I ducked my head,  feeling my skin crawl as I fell in stride with the Lord. Beside us his hunched attends walked, tactfully blocking any chance of evasion. Cerum held up a … More In Death’s Garden

Flight of the Demigod

“AHHHHHHH!” Screamed Orion. His coarse beard whipped painfully into his eyes as air roared past him. Heedless of his reputation, his ego, or anyone else in the vicinity he continued to scream. His body shot into the heavens, hurtling towards vast mountains of puffy clouds. A calm voice somewhere in the vicinity of his booted … More Flight of the Demigod

Dragon Moon

Her body twisted in the evening breeze, gown billowing from her thin frame. She moved around an empty ring of grass. The night spoke through bending trees as the young girl danced. “Tis bad luck to dance the night before the Dragon Moon.” Hissed the young girl’s father. He watched, eyes filled with scorn and … More Dragon Moon

A Gathering of Wyrms

Wind blew ice and snow against silver helms. Metal blistered against skin as the sky tore open and fell upon the shielded knights. “Callum, to the cave! They are vulnerable!” Kasia shrieked. She leapt to the side as another powerful downdraft of air iced over the rocks where she had stood. Powdered snow and chunks … More A Gathering of Wyrms