Lucky had, had a different name once. Not that she could remember what it was. Sometimes, she caught flashes of it, the life before the one she was living now. Someone singing to her in a language she didn’t understand. Flashes of fire and a terrible roar. Creatures with tusk and leathern armor. The feel…… Continue reading Lucky, Or Wild Elves
Category: Elfpunk
The Stolen Child
It was Samir’s fault. He was the one who accepted a dare from a six-year-old. Of course, Joan should probably accept some blame for filling Fidelity’s head with stories to the extent the child believed she was a fairy changing. But it was mostly Samir’s fault. It started when Joan and Samir were walking home…… Continue reading The Stolen Child
The Changeling
“How did your walk go?” Fae turned from where she was undoing the ombre pastel wrap she had their six-month-old daughter in, holding the babe close to her chest, to look at her husband standing in their kitchen. He looked like something out of a cheesy romance cover with his thick coffee-colored hair and red…… Continue reading The Changeling