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To One Unknown

To One Unknown I have seen the proudest stars That wander on through space, Even the sun and moon, But not your face. I have heard the violin, The winds and waves rejoice In endless minstrelsy, Yet not your voice. I have touched the trillium, Pale flower of the land, Coral, anemone, And not your...

Fiction Friday #32: The Dragon Tempest (Anthology #2)

The Dragon Tempest Blog Tour

Excerpts from

THE DRAGON TEMPEST

Published By Dragon Knight Chronicles.

An Elf, A Dragon and A God’s Intervention

By: KJ Hawkins

The sun was waning on the horizon and Blake started to dread the idea of staying overnight in this forbidden land. He didn’t even feel comfort from Meisha’s presence hovering above the tree tops. She was always carefully scouting ahead for danger.

“At least one of us needs to be able to see what is coming. As far as we know, Blackmoon could be leading us into a trap.”

“Don’t be so hasty little one,” Meisha teased. “There has been no reason not to trust the kyre.”

He sighed letting her win another argument. It was always easier to play dumb with Meisha. Like all dragons, she was a sore loser. Blake was so busy mind speaking with Meisha, he didn’t realize Blackmoon had stopped until he was…

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The Dragon Tempest blog tour

The Dragon Tempest Blog Tour

Jane Dougherty Writes

You might remember that I have a story in this anthology, which is one good reason for promoting it. Another is that Christine Haggerty also has a winning story included.
Here is an excerpt from her story:

The End of Everything.

Tucking her wings above her spine, The Seeker landed heavily on the street, her dragon blood still thick as mud from The Sleep. She watched a few humans pause and look around, confused as the earth trembled beneath her weight.
Humans always forget at the beginning of The Dying. We dragons are magical and alien to them, gone so long that we are nothing but myths.
She sniffed at the decay of the landscape, the once green world crusted over with asphalt and cement. The humans reminded her of rodents, scurrying through the maze of their artificial dwellings and instinctively avoiding her. She stretched her neck and fluttered her…

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…lone wolf cry…

Wolfish Haiku

purehaiku

Why Wolf?

Wolfish themes have been trickling into my short form poetry writing for a while. I don’t know if it’s something subconscious to do with everything that I’ve been through over the last 14 months or not. It’s not just haiku that have been affected, but my clippings and elfje too.

I want to say thank you to everyone who took the time to send in their wolfish submissions. There were a wide variety of styles and images conveyed by words to choose from. I am pleased to include several newcomers to Pure Haiku as well as some familiar names.

If you submitted wolfish haiku last month and didn’t get selected, don’t be disheartened. The quality of haiku was high again this time and more people than ever were shortlisted. I won’t be opening Pure Haiku to submissions again until March 2016. But for now, we begin our journey…

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