They say that if you walk the lake at noon on the summer solstice, it fills with light and colour. A local superstition found in no books but on everyone’s…
I held perfectly still. A breeze shook the tree; I shook with it. ‘Hehehe,’ I said. ‘They’ll never even know I was here …’ The goblins below frowned up at…
As she made her way to the greenhouse, poppies and peonies turned their heads to follow her. Inside, succulent plantlings unpotted themselves and tottered over on mobile roots to crowd…
‘Is that … a human?’ We crowded around the snivelling thing, bald and pink as a baby rat. I flicked my ears at my sister; she quirked her whiskers and…
She screamed as she walked through the door and something heavy landed on her head. ‘Surprise!’ trumpeted the dragonling. ‘I got you! I got you!’ She picked up the dragon…
There was a beauty in growing things. In birth, in bloom, and in age. She was an avid student of it. Of plants and animals, yes, but also of people…
They found it curled between two pebbles. A mouse, eyes closed, hands curled, with perfect, brilliant blue fur. Questions crowded their mind, the most important: was it okay? When the…
Huddled under a leaf blanket in a pebble cave sleeps the queen. Her fur is not thick enough to keep her warm but she is the last hope for her…
The autumn air was crisp as the plant mage stepped out into her garden. Evergreen plantlings trundled past, rustling and chirping to each other, their needles as vibrant as ever….
‘I’m … not really into all that “mate for life, sexy pheremones” sort of stuff,’ they said. The werewolf blushed. ‘No, no! Nothing like that. It’s mostly going for runs…