Angakok
After what seemed like forever, the shamanic dance came to an abrupt halt, and the man of the hour sat up and faced them…
An Acorn’s Path
There was all but sun, heat and sand. Time and space were an illusion, a figment none more real than the visions from the loneliest caverns of her soul.
Empty Cemetery
It was there, amongst the throngs of the departed that he hoped he would break his hoodoo once and for all.
Avgolemono
She looked intently in those blue eyes, looking for her friend. But instead, there was only disappointment.
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The Chronyke Daydreamer 