Binding | Curse Breaker
Blindfolded and hooded, can he pass for normal? Can the magic be contained long enough for Sarn to report for duty? Continue reading Binding | Curse Breaker
Category: Fantasy
Interrogation | Curse Breaker
Interrogation | Curse Breaker “Who did this to you?” Gregori demanded with more menace. Sarn pushed to his feet, arms crossing under his cloak intent on pacing. Gregori gave him space but begrudged him every inch of it. What to say? Tell Gregori that a bunch of idiots had jumped him? As if that would help his situation any. Explain that the tight confines of the tunnel had left no room to maneuver? Why bother when anything he said would sound like an excuse. No one ever believed him. Sarn regarded his fists that bore not a single scratch because … Continue reading Interrogation | Curse Breaker
Scuffle on the Balcony | Curse Breaker
A second’s pause, a life hangs by a choke hold– is Sarn’s twenty years about to end in a scuffle on the balcony? Continue reading Scuffle on the Balcony | Curse Breaker
Light Calls | Curse Breaker
Light calls to like, will Sarn answer its call?
Part of Curse Breaker: Enchanted. Continue reading Light Calls | Curse Breaker
Little Christmas
Little Christmas (Picks up where The Holy and the Lowly left off) Ran awoke to familiar surroundings but his stuffed companion had gotten lost. Searching the room he shared with his sleeping Papa turned up no button eyed bear tossed aside when had adventure spirited Ran and his Papa to follow a star. Inari slept ‘neath a shawl she’d knitted She stirred at his approach, smiled like a star. “Where’s bear?” he asked anxious to find his friend and tell his Christmas tale to those stuffed ears. “Maybe in here, let’s look,” she extended a box, bow-topped, wrapped in star’s shine and tears. Ran opened … Continue reading Little Christmas
The Holy and Lowly
The Holy and the Lowly (Picks up where Sons and Holy Ones left off) After their talk, Sarn had a better grasp of things; Ran was safe inside the stable. So he walked and wondered until a rasp drew his eye to the Savior’s slim, sable bearded step-father; out of wedlock’s born a Holy Infant, a bastard like Sarn’s son and Sarn himself and that made Sarn less torn up about his family and his son. The Holy Family was as broken as his own but united by love’s bonds. That was what mattered; all else were tokens of public goodwill without love to bond. … Continue reading The Holy and Lowly
Sons and Holy Ones
Sons and Holy Ones (Picks up where May Angels Lead You In left off) Ran managed to give his Papa the slip. Let Papa talk adult things with the blessed. Ran approached the reason for this long trip. The baby watched him with dark eyes that guessed his intention and held out a hand so small, which Ran gently squeezed, smiling the babe’s smile. Starlight enfolded them; when it left, all had changed; Ran and the baby had grown, while time stood still, so they might talk together. “You’re the saviour,” Ran said in Papa’s voice. “Yes, storms come, you’ll need blessings … Continue reading Sons and Holy Ones
May Angels Lead You In
May Angels Lead You In Stars and angels sing a brand new year their songs bring– light and love, they sing. ~ ~ ~ May Angels lead you in… ~ ~ ~ They sing love and light, to create a new year bright with hope in your sights. ~ ~ ~ May Angels lead you in… ~ ~~ May your hope burn bright, your heart sing of starlit nights and love on the wing. ~ ~ ~ May Angels lead you in… ~ ~~ and should life be done may angels bear you hence to the Holy One. ~ ~ ~ May Angels lead you … Continue reading May Angels Lead You In
Stars and Angels Sing
Stars and Angels Sing (Picks up where Follow Yonder Star left off) Her time almost done, Leesha watched the star wandering in the sky by day and night. Not even the sun’s light could hide that star. It shone with a power beyond her sight. “Still no room at the inn?” she watched the babe sleep in the manger after his mother scrubbed it; some care creased his brow, this sweet babe. At her touch, the baby smiled, his mother sat near, shook her head, took Leesha’s hand, squeezed it, lending strength to keep her anchored there. Something she discerned in … Continue reading Stars and Angels Sing
Follow Yonder Star
Follow Yonder Star (Picks up where Magicians and Magi left off) Sarn woke to a strange sight; camels processed under a sky dominated by light from a huge star that westward proceeded. The caravan followed its royal light. “The star guides us,” Ran said from his place camel- back, perched on a pile of gifts, carefully wrapped. “Who’re they?” Sarn asked as dunes passed untrammeled by moor or mount, field or fountain; untapped, its power pooled; he felt it even mounted; that was a wonder ’cause no beast would bear him ‘cept this camel; Ran jumped onto Sarn’s mount. Caught by magic and arms, … Continue reading Follow Yonder Star
Magicians and Magi
Magicians and Magi (picks up where Brothers and Borders left off) It was Christmas morning; nothing seemed right. Inari had looked forward to giving Sarn, and his young son, a Christmas oft dreamed but seldom achieved; now Christmas morning had come and they’re missing their first Christmas. She missed Ran underfoot, his questions, smiles and the way he followed her about–alas, he’d made the holiday prep worthwhile. She sighed and thumbed through the story she’d picked just for him, a Christmas story with wise men, angels, a manger and a babe picked to save all mankind when he later dies. The Blessed Mother regarded her from the … Continue reading Magicians and Magi
Brothers and Borders
Brothers and Borders (Picks up where Tell No Tales left off) Miren glared at the spiked punch, sloshed ruby liquid in his glass but not e’en a buzz made him feel less like a heel; he should flee, apologize to his brother because he’d said harsh things to Sarn–who’d tried to warn him off a path that led to teen parent land, a place Miren had long past foresworn. He’d called Ran a mistake; Ran’d been present too, but he paid no mind to words spoken by anyone except Sarn, even uncles, the brat ignored and hogged all Sarn’s time, when that time belonged to Miren, whose knuckles cracked … Continue reading Brothers and Borders
Santa’s Flight
Santa’s Flight (picks up where Santa’s Mission left off) Sarn pulled on his cloak and boots, clad his son in warm gear, and with much trepidation, took the hand and adventure offered–one. thing he’d learned about Christmas–action was required that might just test his mettle. “I’ve trouble controlling it–the magic.” “Not tonight you won’t,” Santa smiled, “settle in and we’ll be off; don’t fret ’bout magic. Tonight it’s in the air and everywhere.” Indeed the air did shimmer and sparkle as if diamond dust floated in the air. It started slow, the drain, just a trickle at first as the reindeer jogged skyward, more as his link to … Continue reading Santa’s Flight
Santa’s Mission
Santa’s Mission (Picks up where Grandma Hitches a Ride with Santa left off) Landing on another roof, the sleigh stopped. The sleigh driver carried her down into an attic where a ladder propped open a hatch, which he jumped through and down into … Continue reading Santa’s Mission
Grandma Hitches a Ride with Santa
Grandma Hitches a Ride with Santa (Follows Berry Wight, picks up with Sarn’s grandmother, Leesha) ‘Twas the night before Christmas when she stirred, a blind woman from her treetop abode. Through the wooded vale she trudged, her thoughts whirred, circled about regret ’cause she’s not bold. No time left now that death’s velvet hand touches hers, its cold presence walks beside, offers no aid when her rag-wrapped foot, the root clutches. Leaning on her staff, her magic buffers, keeps her from harm, with its small witchery. Rising, she feels about, finds the path and the way, to a grandson she’s spied through trickery. Her … Continue reading Grandma Hitches a Ride with Santa
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