cursive
fantasy
cursive
Worth the Weight, Day 10
cursive
Worth the Weight, Day 8
fantasy
Worth the Weight, Day 7
fountain pen
Worth the Weight, Day 6
cursive
Worth the Weight, Day 5
cursive
Worth the Weight, Day 4
story
Scabbard
He sits on the log, a stump really, one hand gripping the scabbard, and the other sliding the blade in and out, no doubt imaging that each thrust is into some enemy, maybe one that his father defeated, or more likely, one bigger and tougher, one that only he could
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The Magic of Childhood
The log exploded. Black vespers curled out, slinking and snaking towards Dad. He waved the splitting maul through the dark tendrils and they burst into fine particles. The glass orb at the butt of the maul flashed bright blue, like the after image of a lightning strike. Any time I