#SaturdaySnippet from my #SoullessWip. "The creature that slipped out of the mists looked human enough. It had a head, a torso, two arms and legs. But it walked like a ripple over water, barefoot and silent on the moss under its foot.". #WritingCommunity.

#SaturdaySnippet Even the spicy scent of ginger wasn’t enough to soothe the tense grip I maintained on the mug as I sat alone in my chambers. I’d drawn my curtains against the bright autumn afternoon but the current headache making my eyes water wasn’t the result of too much wine.

#saturdaysnippet. "Wailele House may appear beautiful and prosperous to outsiders, but it’s decaying inside, and I refuse to die with it.".

#SaturdaySnippet from NefariousWIP. “That’s my cue,” Melody chirped and swooped down. “Wait!” I whisper-yelled, but it was too late. She was already hovering over the table, screeching a rather off-put tune. This was not the time for a musical interlude. Couldn’t she read the.