by Sara C. Snider | May 7, 2017 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: A Future Found Tum toddled down to the common room as Holly trailed after him. Hawthorn sat at a table, sipping some wine, and Tum clambered onto an empty chair beside him. “Of all the empty tables,” Hawthorn said, “you have to sit right...
by Sara C. Snider | May 6, 2017 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Aggravated Acceptance The journey back to Sarnum was largely spent in tense, exhausted silence. When they weren’t all sleeping, that is. Hemlock slept the most. Holly spent a good portion of her waking hours staring out the window, her expression pensive and...
by Sara C. Snider | May 5, 2017 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: An Unadorned End A chill settled in the room—wintery, just like the silence that accompanied it. Hazel didn’t know what to say, and so she said nothing, standing stiff and unyielding like a frozen tree. Holly fell to her knees and into tears. Hazel...
by Sara C. Snider | Apr 28, 2017 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: A Return to Light Hazel moved as if within a dark and disturbing dream. It was like she had become trapped in a net of iron-bound mist. And she wasn’t alone. There were others here with her, whispering against her skin, drawing long, shadowed fingers across...
by Sara C. Snider | Apr 21, 2017 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Before the Fall Holly gripped the skirts of her dress so tightly that her hands had turned numb. Her whole body tensed; she wanted to run. But she couldn’t—not with that dragon with its creepy, blinking scales and fetid breath blocking the way...
by Sara C. Snider | Apr 14, 2017 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Stained Glass Memories, Part Two In the darkness, the shadows constricting Hazel tightened their grip. The sound of soft, careful footfalls came to her ears. She held her breath, and her gut twisted in fear as the steps grew louder, closer. She tried...
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