Pen and Paper

Click here to read part 1 Sunlight is streaming through the stained glass windows of the dining chamber when the princess arrives. The large double doors close behind her. The king...

“Magic mirror in my hand, who is the fairest in the land?” “My princess, you are the fairest in the land.” The princess places her hand mirror on her dressing table,...

The bus was nearly empty. It was early afternoon on a November Sunday; there was a lazy feel in the air. That, along with the constant drizzle of rain, resulted in...

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