by Melinda VanLone | Jan 20, 2012 | Photos, Stories, Thoughts |
“I’ve never seen anything like it.” Serin squatted down next to the old tire. Her crisp, blue uniform created a contrast against the green field behind her. Bran wondered how nobody had picked up on just how beautiful she was. Her black hair whipped around in the...
by Melinda VanLone | Dec 30, 2011 | Stories, Thoughts |
Evie stared up at the building and shuddered. She’d never liked the tall ones. She’d rather keep her feet on the ground. Probably her gypsy heritage. The highest she liked to get was the back of a horse. But if she wanted the ability to save her people, she had to do...
by Melinda VanLone | Dec 23, 2011 | Stories, Thoughts |
Meghan hadn’t noticed the chairs before. They graced the yard which stretched along the side of a house on the street she took every day. Usually she walked with her head down; too anxious to get to work and get the day over with to notice her surroundings. These...
by Melinda VanLone | Dec 9, 2011 | Stories, Thoughts |
“What are they?” Jeneka couldn’t keep the awe out of her voice. The statues loomed in the afternoon sun, large, intimidating, and breathtaking. “Horses.” Jake stood a short distance from her, as if wanting her to experience this on her own. She moved closer to the...
by Melinda VanLone | Nov 11, 2011 | Stories, Thoughts |
With death in fast pursuit, Jeneka kept her feet moving. She’d been running full out for over 30 city sections. Her lungs burned, her legs cramped, and tears leaked out of her eyes making it impossible to see much. She’d attracted a lot of attention along the way,...
