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- Throwback Thursday: Firebird Feathers by Judy Lunsford
Occasionally, a knight would show up, intending to kill her. The middle sister was often willing to give aid to the sick and injured. The oldest sister wanted to capture the bird and kill him to drain his magical essence. She writes with dyslexia and a chronic illness (Meniere’s Disease), is hard of hearing, & is a breast
- Celebrating Fall! Quotes Art & Folklore by Amanda Bergloff
Milne Fall is a magical time of year when the wild beauty of nature takes one last colorful breath before ~ Mary Howitt OCTOBER October glows on every cheek, October shines in every eye, While up the hill and Twisting, turning through the air Till all the trees stand stark and bare.
- Big Changes at the Magazine by Kate Wolford
The issues will be filled with art, poetry, short stories and “The Best of” from years past.
- Throwback Thursday: Diamrem's New Year Dilemma by Christine Tapper
Salt-laced air filled his nostrils He looked around and frowned.
- Throwback Thursday: The Forest in Winter by Carol Scheina
“But,” the witch continued, “I’ll be gone in the spring, after I’ve had my fill.
- Throwback Thursday: The Shadow Prince by Susan K. H. Newman
Without a word, she filled herself with a long, slow breath, lifting her toes and setting them gently
- Throwback Thursday: If The Body Fits by Julia Stilchen
The weight of Graechel’s magic filled her lungs. Invaded her mind.
- Snowballs for Angels by Priya Sridhar
Albert and Death encounter her still body in the snow, while Death is filling in for the world's Santa
- Seasonal Affliction by Robert Allen Lupton
“Without a summer, my crops were not ripened when the first killing frost came. I lost everything.”
- Hounds of the Heavens by Rose Q. Addams
Would you be willing to bring his suit before her, for our sake?” More than willing; a journey for love was noble indeed. landscape; the Sun’s gardens faded behind him as the land became a shifting mass of blue and purple hills
- Throwback Thursday: The History of Our Survival, By Kiyomi Appleton Gaines
Illness followed the hunger, and slowly we were all succumbing to starvation or cold or fever. I felt ill. My husband busied himself building up the fire. "Eat," I said, helping the children to fill their plates. "This is for us?" the boy asked. We nursed our ill, and a hunting party found more of the herd.
- The Stone Sister by Betty Stanton
beyond the black forest there was a land of dead spirits, and that those who traveled there would be filled











