Memories

Memories

At the hill’s foot Frodo found Aragorn, standing still and silent as a tree; but in his hand was a small golden bloom of elanor, and a light was in his eyes. He was wrapped in some fair memory, and as Frodo looked at him he knew that he beheld things as they had been...
Breaking out of a Prison of Fear

Breaking out of a Prison of Fear

Walls have ears. Doors have eyes. Trees have voices. Beasts tell lies. Beware the rain. Beware the snow. Beware the man You think you know. — Catherine Fisher Not everyone wants to spend an evening roaming around an abandoned prison, especially one with a strong...
Following the Path

Following the Path

Over every mountain there is a path, although it may not be seen from the valley. — Theodore Roethke One of the best parts of finishing a great story can be seeing how the author got us from beginning to end. While most common in mysteries, almost any story can...