The Weaver – Short Story
‘The Weaver is blind tonight,’ my father said. My father rarely told stories. But there is another reason why this telling has been burned and committed to my memory. He looked old that night....
Tagged: fantasy
Prompts, and a short story on Copper and Blood
I thought it was high time for another short story filled with copper and blood. Sometimes you can’t face your current work in process and prompts are a good method of taking your writing down a different path. Often than not, they tend to wander back to familiar territory.
