“What if we do it on snow?”
“Mitts, tell us everything you know about snow.”
I glanced over at Mitts, who raised her head and widened her eyes at the same time. She looked between K.D. and me.
“I don’t know much. It didn’t really snow where we were.”
Mitts and her family had moved almost a year ago and ended up in our classes and our neighborhood—lucky for us. The three of us were gathered around my kitchen table, tossing around ideas for our big final group project in Ms. Wallenwein’s life sciences class. Continue reading
Panofus spoke the last words of the spell and flicked his raised fingers in the proper precise configurations. As he did, another sudden quake struck the tower. And the room filled with gasps and cries of fear.
One of the children in the group of unpracticed mages standing before Panofus pulled away from the old woman who was holding him.
“What about you?” the child asked just as he began to fade from view. Continue reading
“Welcome to Thoughtsburger, would you like to try our new Weltschmerz platter with a side of Bitterness and Longing?”
Ria stared at the person who had just addressed her. “Uh, no, thank you.”
“May I take your order?” Continue reading
When her auntie died, far sooner than she should have, Subira inherited three things from her. One was a blessing. One was a curse. The third was a quest. The curse is what killed her aunt. And the curse would kill Subira too unless she completed the quest before the number on the clock that her aunt gave her reached one thousand and six. Continue reading