The boys sat in high branches as wolves still circled below...

The satyress leads him inside. “Would you like to meet my kids?”...

Wolves snapped at Podge’s heels, the boy just out of reach...

We were just friends playing Saturday morning D&D when—

In the dim of the school backroom, the children uncovered a hole in the wall behind musty encyclopedias...

The teacher stops at Sally Juno’s desk...

“Mom!” ...

I can’t see it whole. Alabaster oil fills the dusty tank in university storage...