by Sara C. Snider | Apr 7, 2017 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Stained Glass Memories, Part One Hazel made a fist over the basin and let her blood drip into the crystalline water that bloomed like a drowned rose. Ash did nothing to stop her. Instead, he smiled a self-satisfied smirk, as if to say he never doubted...
by Sara C. Snider | Mar 31, 2017 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Familiar Fellowship Holly sat on the floor in front of the fire. The flames warmed her back, and that warmth helped keep her fear under control. Everything would be fine—nothing could be so bad as long as you had clothes on your back and a fire to...
by Sara C. Snider | Mar 24, 2017 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Tormented Love Holly jolted awake as a scream seared through her sleep-addled mind. Had she dreamt it? She must have, because everything now was so quiet except for the crackling of a fire in a nearby hearth, and the gentle snoring of Hawthorn as he...
by Sara C. Snider | Mar 17, 2017 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Of Mushrooms and Men Hazel awoke on a cold stone floor with a pounding headache. She pushed herself upright and looked around, surprised to see she was still in her father’s workshop. She must have fainted, probably from all the smoke. Had something...
by Sara C. Snider | Mar 10, 2017 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: A Star Enshrined Heart Holly gave silent thanks that they never found a corpse on the road. She had spent a fair amount of time holding her breath in anticipation, but nothing ever arose—either in the air or on the road ahead of them. “Ravens aren’t...
by Sara C. Snider | Mar 3, 2017 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Crossroads Conundrum Hazel woke up and stared at the ceiling. A jagged crack seared across the stone surface to a corner where moss began to grow. She lay still a moment, savoring the softness of the bed before she realized a lamp had been lit in the...
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