Popularity is temporary. That’s what people had told Greta in her teens. That she wouldn’t have the looks, the smile, the friends she had in school forever. Of course, Greta never believed them. Why would she? Her friends liked her for more than her looks and a convenient lunch buddy. They loved her. No one … More Temporary
It was a good sort of way to make a living. Saving damsels, slaying dragons. Once you got the knack of it, it was almost like a performance. Sometimes there needn’t even be any dragons. On the memorable occasion that the townsfolk of Little-Piddlington convinced themselves a dragon was living in their well, three and … More Previous Job Title: Dragon Slayer
The boy they found in the attic was skinny, with limbs as thin and limp as spaghetti. His eyes were big and round in the darkness and it was clear that any attempt to approach him would frighten him further. Instead they scrutinised him from the trapdoor, scanning his face and form for clues. He … More The Attic Boy
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