Launi and Swift were on their own again. The forest was quiet, only normal forest sounds reaching their ears. Though Launi felt at home in
Autumn is Coming
Autumn is coming take a breath; let it all go Time for something new
The Leap
He’s sitting staring down into his coffee, trying to decide what to do. There is pressure from all sides, but the strongest source of all
Problem With Subscriptions
Hello Everyone, I know I haven’t been posting much (or at all) since the launch of Scribe’s Canvas a week ago, and I feel that
Welcome to Scribe’s Canvas!
Welcome to the new home of Scribe’s Canvas! I mentioned early in August that I was building a new website, and here it is! I’ve
Harry Potter and the Cursed Child
So at the beginning of this month, I got my very own copy of Harry Potter and the Cursed Child. I read it and I thought it
The Healer’s Daughter – Part 8
Launi’s head snapped around. Swift seemed to sense her rapt attention and came to a halt. Gripping the reins, Launi slid from his back and
Swept Up in the Glory | Reader’s Choice
The inspiration for this post was chosen by you, the lovely readers! This Reader’s Choice is inspired by the words “vacant” and “planet” (there was a
Black Cat, Blue Sea Award!
I would like to start by giving a huge thank you to the person who nominated me. Thank you, Simon! I am very grateful
A little update…and vacation
Hello, everyone! I just wanted to let you know that I will be gone this week and as a result, won’t be posting. However, not
The Healer’s Daughter – Part 7
Launi and Swift finally reached the forest a few hours later. The sun still offered a little light and it drifted through the trees, casting
Summer Breeze
the summer breeze tickling my cheeks ruffling my hair and chilling my skin the summer breeze a break from the heat that pours down from
Reader’s Choice | August 2016
Hello, everyone! It’s that time again! It’s time for another Reader’s Choice. This is where you, the lovely readers, vote on what the inspiration for
The Healer’s Daughter – Part 6
When she woke she was disoriented. It took her a few moments to remember where she was and what had happened. Opening her eyes, she
The Roar of the Crowd | 200-word story
This was inspired by the Olympics. The opening ceremony is tonight. It’s the quiet before the storm. Though it isn’t very quiet. There’s a blur