While some birds fly away from winter, others fly towards it, staying on its crisp borders for as long as they can. These frost wrens are tiny things, barely larger than a chicken’s egg, and fast as lighting. They feed in groups along the snowline, picking at the remnants of grass and any bugs that … Continue reading Frost Wrens
The morning is my time. As day breaks over the trees and bleeds like ink in water across the sky, my heart lifts with it, and I wait for the coming of warm winds to carry my wings from the mists. Morning is not everyone’s time, but over the years my Min has come to … Continue reading Dawn and Dew
Oh, don’t mind him, that’s just Franklin. He’s the spirit here, and one of the most simple and quiet I’ve ever met. Sometimes folks get scared of him, thinking he’s a ghost, but he ain’t, he’s just Franklin, and he won’t hurt a fly. He lives around here, singing softly with the birds and playing … Continue reading Franklin
There was a big storm the other night. I only hatched in the spring, and I’d never heard a storm before. It was like a big dragon crashing rocks down on the world. I wasn’t scared though. Not much. But look, it knocked all the apples from the trees! Some of them are okay to … Continue reading Windfall
When full moonlight touches the spiralled paths of the meeting mound, the lights flicker into life and call the herd to its peak. The wild unicorns of the steppes are the only herd of such numbers, and the only herd with such a strict calendar. What do they talk about? Nobody knows, but all ages … Continue reading The Meeting Mound
While dragon pups are commonly bright and colourful, the tones of adult dragon scales tend to mellow out into earthier variants, shifting to browns and greys and muddy greens. They’re the opposite of many animals, who tend to favour drab, elusive offspring and gaudier adults. Muted tones on adults makes sense; they’re hunters, and bold … Continue reading Fade To Grey
Did you know there are sea kelpies, too? They’re actually quite common but you might never see one. They sort of melt into the waves, disappearing into the churning sea, but sometimes they crest above the surface to play and sing with travellers. Yes, sing. You’re far more likely to hear a sea-kelpie than glance … Continue reading Sea Kelpies
Every time I forget my hat... it rains. Of course it does. Without fail. People say that jinxes don’t exist, that it’s all in your head and you’re just being silly, but the consistency of my issue is hard to ignore. Even other people have noticed it; only a few weeks past someone saw me … Continue reading Jinx
Spirits don’t just form in great wild things. Although unusual, it may be that a well-loved herb garden or rockery might see its own little caretaker rise from the energy and magic there. A small one might even grow in a window box, or in a single raised vegetable bed. It may seem strange, at … Continue reading Garden Varieties
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