by Sara C. Snider | Oct 21, 2016 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Enshrined, Part One Hazel waited in a dark, well-appointed chamber without any windows. She sat on a plush, deep blue velvet sofa, eyeing the blue and green flames that flickered behind glass sconces on the stone walls. The lights dimly illuminated...
by Sara C. Snider | Oct 14, 2016 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Cats and Contemplation Holly. Holly grinned and sipped her tea. She sat at their little kitchen table at home, seated across a squirrel twice her size. “It’s all rubbish, you know,” she said. “Gathering acorns for winter is one...
by Sara C. Snider | Oct 7, 2016 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Milled Messages, Part Two They made it back to Sarnum the afternoon of the following day. They had all slept fitfully in the carriage, and everyone was exhausted. They didn’t return to the Backwards Buck, though. Hawthorn directed them to a...
by Sara C. Snider | Sep 30, 2016 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Milled Messages, Part One “Time for what?” Hemlock asked. Hazel stared at the paper as a cold veil of realization settled over her. “It’s time to meet.” “Who?” “My father,” she whispered. “How do you know?” Hazel...
by Sara C. Snider | Sep 23, 2016 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Through the Keyhole, Part Two Holly ran over to Hawthorn as he lay on the ground. She fell to her knees and scrabbled at his coat and gently patted his cheek. “Hawthorn? Wake up. Please, wake up.” She looked up at Hemlock, who had also...
by Sara C. Snider | Sep 16, 2016 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Through the Keyhole, Part One “She’s lost it,” Holly said as Hemlock gently led her across the main room. “Her mind’s finally snapped and she’s gone the wrong way ’round the bend.” They reached the door and...
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