The stories

  • The Sleeping Giant

    The Sleeping Giant

    Once upon a time, long, long ago, the Earth was inhabited by magical creatures — some beautiful and benevolent, others bizarre and frightening. They were the true dwellers of this gorgeous planet, long before humans arrived…

  • The Alchemy Of Change

    The Alchemy Of Change

    I was watching an incense burning. The dark stick slowly kissed by fire, becoming a gorgeous scent dancing in the air. The elegant, soft motions of the flowing smoke, moving in gentle spirals toward the ceiling…

  • The Girl Who Carried Stones

    The Girl Who Carried Stones

    For years now, she had been carrying stones. It had been so long that most of the time she barely noticed them. Some days the stones felt big and heavy, made of grief, guilt, and anger; on other days they were as small as pebbles, no heavier than a shadow on a sunny day…

  • The Chamber Beyond The Veil

    The Chamber Beyond The Veil

    It was a dark, moonless night. A boy went out to walk his dog. He came out onto a field, his dog busy reading the messages encrypted on every blade of grass…

  • A Raindrop That Saved The World

    A Raindrop That Saved The World

    The Earth was dying. She was drying out, her skin as parched as a forgotten desert…

  • The Swamp Gnome

    The Swamp Gnome

    I live in a very special place, far from other houses, far from roads, far from the noise of human civilization…

  • The Earth’s Dream

    The Earth’s Dream

    Yesterday morning, I stepped outside to walk along the road. The whole world was covered in a white veil of mist…

  • The Boy Who Was Never Here

    The Boy Who Was Never Here

    Once upon a time, there was a boy — a beautiful boy, one of a kind…

  • The Freedom of Carrots

    The Freedom of Carrots

    Last year, we bought seeds — pumpkins, courgettes, strawberries, and carrots — tiny promises wrapped in paper…

  • The Invisible Fabric of Life

    The Invisible Fabric of Life

    I was an awkward little girl, a little scared of the world, my existence more internal than external…