Their eyebulbs flickered to life. A clinking sound filled the darkened workshop as they flexed their metal hands and staggered a few awkward steps on new legs. They searched for…
The rat watched her human look away, blushing. The cormorant watched his human tuck his hair behind his ear, mouth pulling to one side in a sweet smile. Silently, they…
He emerged through the rain of shattered glass and silver droplets to the other side. It was not his bedroom reversed but a silver meadow blooming with diamond flowers that…
Their son shuffled his wings, staring down at the floor. He was young for an aetherial and not yet grown into his fire. He looked like a star-dusted human with…
The little boy huddled tighter under the play gym, tears stinging his eyes. It was getting dark and this was the only familiar structure he’d seen. A small furry face…
He looked up from his sickbed. His saviour worked at a desk, her back to him. Strands of drying herbs hung from the ceiling around her, and her shoulders moved…
‘Is that …? Here, girl! Come here!’ He patted his knees. A speck against the moon spiralled toward him. Upturned nose quivering. Long ears twitching. It hit his chest in…
‘And you think I can do it?’ she said, crossing her arms and folding her wings more tightly around her. Below her feet, the cliff fell away to mist and…
Earlier today Maggie Stiefvater tweeted about how she got a homophobic message about The Dreamer Trilogy, and I don’t know, it especially made me cross for some reason. I guess…
She drifted down lonely paths, the flowers in her hair withered black and her bare feet thick with mud and ashen with cold. Where laughter called, she turned away. Where…