Hazel and Holly — Willowed Remorse

Previous: Zinnia’s Return   Hazel and Holly sat at the kitchen table, sipping tea as a lantern cast fitful shadows along the walls. “Are we leaving soon?” Holly said. Hazel closed her eyes. “For the hundredth time, no. It’s still too...

Hazel and Holly — Zinnia’s Return

Previous: Teatime Tribulation   A few bees crawled on the veil hanging over Hazel’s broad-brimmed hat. She brushed them away with a gloved hand and continued her inspection of the hive nestled in a corner of her garden. The honey was coming along nicely, and...

Hazel and Holly — Teatime Tribulation

Previous: Aired Affections   Holly stared as Hazel set the table for tea. Hazel never set the table, and definitely never with the china painted with the little yellow flowers that had been their mother’s. “What are you doing?” Holly said....

Hazel and Holly — Aired Affections

Previous: Wyr Weariness   Hazel trailed after Hemlock as they climbed up the steep edge of a rocky cliff. The stones were damp and coated with moss. Hazel grabbed onto a clump of the growth to pull herself up, but it tore free and she had to grab onto a tree root...

Hazel and Holly — Wyr Weariness

Previous: Skyward Promises   Hazel stood in the living room of their cottage as Holly held out a box of crystal vials containing a clear liquid. “Possibility potions,” Hazel said, her voice flat. “That’s what Odd said they were,”...

Hazel and Holly — Skyward Promises

Previous: Odd Possibilities   Hazel and Holly walked along the darkening narrow path as the chirps and croaks of crickets and frogs pierced the warm twilit air. Hazel carried a lamp, but it would need to remain unlit for the time being. “Are you nervous?” Holly...