Tiny pointed tails trembling in the air As on shaky legs they stumble forward Eyes closed and spikes in their wet hair Meowing loudly in...

Update October 2021: Since this story was first posted I've changed and rewritten it as part of a compilation. If you want to read a...

Daphne was good with plants. Always had been. At least that was what her father liked to say. “You don’t just have a green thumb,” the...

Thunder as soft as a chicks down Howling winds as light as a sigh Everything fading to give room for the Sound of rain Ox-eye daisies...