I wish to offer my addition to our ways of responding to the world. It’s going to be new. It may challenge you. You may balk at it. I don’t care.
The Fear Grid, Part 11
As Purity stood there next to Gabriela, holding the woman’s hand, the world around her swirled in marvelous colors. The pink and white clouds; bright, blue sky; the red-orange-yellow of the sun; deep, blue sea; and the green-brown sprawl of land below all spiraled together in a whirlwind of holographic magic. A howling wind blew circles around them, whistling in Purity’s ears and blowing her hair across her face.
Witch Town, Part 10
The Head Witch pauses again, this time to rifle through some rolled up papers. Finding a particular one, she attempts to open it but it rolls back on itself. Appearing slightly frustrated, she takes her wand once more and bespells the scroll to lift from her hands into the air overhead, unrolling and revealing its contents to the room.
It’s the End Times As We Know It
What happens without time? If you were to ask most scientists today they would probably tell you nothing. I mean that they would literally say that nothing happens without time. Without time, you cannot have motion through space, right? Without time, we would all be a snapshot frozen in place.
The Mountain in the Clouds, Part 25
I took a deep breath, I lifted my left foot in the air. I shifted my weight forward on my right leg. I remembered my trusting step into the giant, Gumpelthwomp’s, hand at the waterfall. And for a moment I remembered how I had fallen and he had not caught me. That the waters of the river had swallowed me up, dragged me under.