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Showdown at the Solstice, Part 2
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Showdown at the Solstice, Part 2

Author’s note: the planned quartet continues with August’s second installment… stretched into two parts, because, well, it kinda got away from her like a mustang on the prairie. The on-going tale of magic gone awry in a small Texas town continues with the next solstice story. Look for a new story from Jill on the...

Showdown at the Solstice, Part 1
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Showdown at the Solstice, Part 1

Author’s note: the planned quartet continues with August’s second installment (read part one here)… stretched into two parts, because, well, it kinda got away from her like a mustang on the prairie. The on-going tale of magic gone awry in a small Texas town continues with the next solstice story. Look for a new story...

A wolf howling over a prairie at sunset, with a full moon, and the words WELCOME TO SALTBUSH in clumsy font
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Welcome to Saltbush

Author’s note: we’re stretching our creative muscles this year. We have a planned quartet, with each of us writing two stories. Together they spin an on-going tale of magic gone awry in a small Texas town. Look for a new story on each equinox and solstice. CHAPTER ONE This time, the strange child’s insistent screech...

Fair of Wonders
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Fair of Wonders

The Fair of Wonders waited in the gloam,a shining, trembling sparkle of the night.Shay found herself drawn to it from her home,the miles’ journey feeling like a flight.Right at the gate, three women greeted her—Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos three.Their vague predictions held a strange allure,combining farce and subtle flattery.Her head alive with words, Shay walked...

A slice of watermelon on a wooden table with the word "Summertime" seemingly carved into it
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Summertime

Grandmother promised thick slices of watermelon, if only the three girls could shuck the corn before dinner time. They worked as fast as their tiny hands allowed, gripping great soft handfuls of silk and squealing at the wet-boot sound of the leaves tearing away. When they ran back to Grandmother, raising the large bowl of...

Law of the Unknown
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Law of the Unknown

“Welcome,” said the reedy voice, a thin stream of nasal syllables flowing down Main Street, “to Judehiah Dooldy’s Travelling Spectacle of the Sinister and the Sublime!” Unbeknownst to the crier, an enterprising boy skulked beneath his feet, under the temporary wooden stage set up by the travelling show-folk. Rex Summerfield reached the far end of...

Droplet Drummers
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Droplet Drummers

Cool breeze through the kitchen window. Jezi smiled wistfully as she raised her mug to her lips—not to drink, just to breathe the steam. Today, every sensation she experienced at a heightened state. Late-summer’s radiated warmth, yes, and the coming of fall’s chill to tickle the senses; but also the wedding. “The wedding,” Papa said,...

All Hands on Deck
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All Hands on Deck

“I’ve gathered you all here today because…” Hanna chokes on her words mid-sentence and muffles the rest of it with her over-long sweatshirt sleeves. “…because I’m pretty sure Chloe is a demon.” There are four others gathered around Hanna’s platform of gym mats: Priya with her twin endless braids; Leo of the bottomless closet of...