They rode hard for some time, the pegasus dancing between trees as she put as much distance between them and the pixies as possible. Nic mostly just held on for dear life, trying not to pull out too many hairs from her mane in the process. Eventually the pegasus slowed from gallop to trot before … Continue reading The Sisters of the Woods Ch.11
The Sisters of the Woods Ch.10
One of the stronger memories Nic had of his childhood was the summer he’d put his foot through a stingwing nest. It had been the definition of bad luck. He and a friend had been poking around an old building, not for any specific reason, possibly just because they weren’t supposed to be. He remembered … Continue reading The Sisters of the Woods Ch.10
The Sisters of the Woods Ch.9
“Is that it?” The question was a touch pointless as Nic had difficulty imagining a giant pink tree could be anything other than what they were looking for. It stood out in every sense of the word, standing tall in the center of a clearing. Stout and aged, its trunk was so large that several … Continue reading The Sisters of the Woods Ch.9
The Sisters of the Woods Ch.8
It didn’t take Nic long to realize they were headed for the tower. Not a difficult thing to work out, granted. They’d done nothing but climb stairs since leaving Geniveve’s room, enough so that the only up left would put them out on the roof. Before that could happen, Geniveve instead turned them down a … Continue reading The Sisters of the Woods Ch.8
The Sisters of the Woods Ch.7
Geniveve led the way through the house, taking them up at least two levels. It was difficult to tell because they went down as often as they went up to move around large obstructions. The house really did feel like a dozen people had started building it at once and then just never talked to … Continue reading The Sisters of the Woods Ch.7
The Sisters of the Woods Ch.6
Much. It was much chaos that awaited them. For almost an hour, Nic found himself led around by a dozen competing influences. Words of invitation and demand, sometimes not even directed at him but sweeping him up nonetheless. He lost count of the number of times he was nudged, pushed, or just plain hauled from … Continue reading The Sisters of the Woods Ch.6
Naughty or Nice
It was the holly that ended up being the problem. Not the placing of it, that was simple. A sprig hung up in each corner of the house with at least three leaves and four berries apiece. No, the headache was getting hold of the right kind of holly. Turns out the stuff they sell … Continue reading Naughty or Nice
The Sisters of the Woods Ch.5
They parted ways with their mounts at the front door, waving goodbye as the three creatures vanished back into the trees. Adelaide dismounted as well, moving from her broom to the ground without so much as breaking stride. She led the way up the steps, the door swinging open in her wake with no input … Continue reading The Sisters of the Woods Ch.5
The Sisters of the Woods Ch.4
“So, we haven’t met.” Nic looked over at Adelaide where she hovered next to him on her broomstick. She somehow managed to daintily perch on it, her legs crossed and pose casual. She might as well be sitting on a plush reclining chair for all the difficulty she was having. “Not that I know of,” … Continue reading The Sisters of the Woods Ch.4
The Sisters of the Woods Ch.3
Nic was a city boy. He’d spent his life among buildings, pavement, and nice straight lines arranged in nice, neat grids. Most of the greenery he’d been around in his life had been like the Worthington estate: pruned, hemmed, and arranged wherever space could be found for it to fit. What surrounded him now was … Continue reading The Sisters of the Woods Ch.3
Bleeding Quill 