Flash Fiction, Fantasy, and Poetry
Come out from the briars / Where you hid in pain / Come back to the bowers / Where we danced and sang…
This is Lacillae’s lament for her betrothed. Though he is lost in darkness, she longs for him to return “To Light! To Life! To Love!” (“Spellbound,” line 21).
Since it has been far too long since any adventurer has recorded that they dueled in riddles against a dragon, here is a simple riddle about the four seasons that doubles as a sneak peek into my upcoming novel: “The Rise of Magmartan,” where one such duel takes place.