Happily
NYC Midnight Flash Fiction 2016 (Challenge 2, Group 3 – fantasy/cotton plantation/mustard) Tarjon, the Dwarf Lord, was having a bad day. Several days earlier, his entire legion of faerie slaves had escaped. The witch who stood before him did nothing to disguise her distaste for Tarjon’s lair. She wrinkled her nose and hugged her… Continue reading Happily →