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    Month: November 2023

    This Textured Darkness, #112

    The finest practitioners in Casoria hadn’t succeeded in curing Ranald. Elymas chuckled. He’d stood before them all and handed the King his nightly draught of poison.

    November 9, 2023November 6, 2023 by joanspilman

    “This Will Never Stop”, Episode 23 of the novel, Silver Bottle

    She watches you. The blue of her eyes is no longer guileless; there are barriers inside this woman as high as mountains and, like the ocean, deeper than you think. Breathe easy. One hint of judgement and you’ve lost her.

    November 8, 2023November 3, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #111

    A cheeky youth who, every time their eyes met, winked or flashed a suggestive smile. Running his tongue over his lips, Elymas, on impulse, offered to buy him. He hadn’t anticipated the rage.

    November 8, 2023November 6, 2023 by joanspilman

    Silver Bottle, Episode 22

    I can’t bury my mother, so I’ll leave that silver bottle right where it is.

    November 7, 2023November 3, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #110

    Tonight, he’d poisoned the High King as well as his annoying councilor, Fulcruchen. Rage had prompted him.

    November 7, 2023November 6, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #109

    The fire tempted her. She felt as she had at the Hungry Rocks and wanted to bath in it like water. She took a step forward.

    November 6, 2023November 6, 2023 by joanspilman

    Silver Bottle, Episode 21

    “Do you want a divorce?”
    “No, I want to move.”

    November 6, 2023November 2, 2023 by joanspilman

    Silver Bottle, Episode 20

    I remember sitting in the judge’s chambers, swinging my feet from an oversized leather chair and wishing I could find a way home again.

    November 5, 2023November 1, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #108

    He led her to a barren hall, no wolves at their feet, until they reached an archway that took up most of the wall. All sense of time and place had been lost.

    November 5, 2023October 31, 2023 by joanspilman

    Silver Bottle, Episode 19

    The day after Easter, Mother disappeared. She didn’t leave a note, not even for Grandma. She left everything: her clothes, the silver bottle, the whiskey and her… Read more “Silver Bottle, Episode 19”

    November 4, 2023November 1, 2023 by joanspilman

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