Stories - The Sunset Owl

After the Storm VIII: Selfish, Foolish, Little

I can’t say that I like to dwell on it much either. But I do, all too often.

March 21, 2022

The two listened as the Hag of Beara wailed in waves.

March 10, 2022

Jenny stood silently before the familiar wooden door of her bedroom.

March 5, 2022

Dinner was eventful.

February 18, 2022

It’s not clear yet if they or I have changed.

February 10, 2022

The first time that Jenny had seen a carriage, at five years old, it had brought strangers who should have been family.

February 3, 2022

The past will not be a chain, but a ribbon; I will stride forward at last.

January 27, 2022

Jenny O’Brien strolled along the ocean’s edge, breathing in salt and sea air, her hands clasping a skirt full of seashells.

January 20, 2022

Every well-ordered thing is fragile, and every fragile thing is bound to break.

September 30, 2021

A retelling of a classic Greek myth.

September 9, 2021