Sacred Love

Sacred Love

The brisk breeze necessitated lying closer together, at least that’s what he told himself.  It seemed the dark violet sky wanted to swallow them surrounding each completely. In contrast, the three moons of Trikala glowed various neon colors first light purple...
The Girl In Blue

The Girl In Blue

I wish I still had the short fiction story. It was the first thing I wrote that was “published,” if you call the mimeographed version of the West Junior High School Sword and Shield being published. Once that newspaper hit the halls, I knew I had found the thing I...