I’m writing this in a moment of shock and sorrow. I don’t know what to feel. I don’t know what to think. I don’t know anything other than my world has been turned inside out and I’m so very, very, very, very sad.
I lost someone close to me today, someone who created this site, which makes me all the sadder to type this. He was someone who was always rooting for me, so proud I wrote all these books, the person I turned to for help when I messed up this site. Most of all, I’ve known him since he was born. Never did I think I’d be saying good-bye so soon. Love you, Bill.
The flag on this site is at half mas until further notice. I’ll be away for two weeks… physically away and then I don’t know. I have no idea what will happen.
Besides watching bad sci-fi movies, Husband Unit and I really enjoy exploring the quiet places of Oregon. We had just left Antelope and were on our way to the Pioneer Days festival in Shaniko.
Is there any scene more sublime?
Every day I spend here in Oregon, I am so grateful to be subjected to this state’s unending grand beauty.
Then we ran into killdozer. Remember that movie? I was just a kid so it scared me.
This is what the ground was like under killdozer… very strange…
There’s a whole world to explore if we care to stop the car and poke around. We always do. There’s so many ideas out there if I’m not zooming by.
Abandoned… It’s a shame they had to leave such a beautiful place, and leave it so completely.
Are those volcanic killer ash bees up in that tree? Hmm, let’s sneak away…
Man and nature can make an interesting poem, or is it a statement?
Then there are nature’s poems. Hmm, yes.
I love exploring the quiet corners of this state. What do you like to explore?
Of Mist and Magic
Only 99 cents from Amazon. Proceeds of the Amazon exclusive ebook will be donated to Elevate Life and Art studios, an amazing youth organization in Asheville, NC.
Enter the world Of Mist And Magic, where fairy tales are reimagined under the influence of Really Slow Motion‘s inspiring music, in this enchanting anthology of short stories.
Cover design and images by artist Daniel Pennystone.
Of Mist and Magic contributing authors:
FIRE by Amy Willoughby-Burle
THE FOURTH WISH by Crystal Collier
THE WULFING by M. Pax
PIPER by Loni Townsend
AWAKENING by Shannon Kenoyer Lawrence
THE SNAKE PRINCE by C. Lee McKenzie
FAIRY GODMOTHERS WALK AMONG US by Vidya Sury
ROOTED by Ruth Long
THE ONE-LEGGED TIN SOLDIER by Michelle Wallace
BY THE LIGHT OF STARS by Lisa Shambrook
UNTOUCHABLE by SM Blooding
HOOD by Sarah Aisling
OF DREAMS AND DARING by Samantha Redstreake Geary
Of Mist and Magic Writing Contest Winners:
CHILDREN OF WINTER AND SNOW by Hanah Goetz
THE RETURN by Djinnia
Elevate Life and Art Epic Writing Students:
CINDERS & SMOKE by Jenni Camhi
MAGIC TOWER by Carter Lundgren
CELESTIAL GATE by Jeremiah Mimken
STARCHILD by Josiah Mimken
AEORIEN by James Mimken
COLLAPSING UNIVERSE by Caroline Sprenger
Excerpt, “The Wulfing” by M. Pax
©2014 M. Pax, all rights reserved
The eyes of the other two sus glowed with inner light, the power of the ethereal flux. I patted the skin under mine. The tips of my fingers burned. Already the wulfing claimed me.
The casting out horn blasted, tingling along my nerves like the threads of my robe. In a line we three sus paraded out in the traditional order — the Sus of Lonan, The Sus of Dunn, the Sus of Ablin. My mother and the villagers regaled us with chanted wishes and beads soaked in stain. The colors splashed our robes and hair. The massive gate at the far end of the temple opened. The three of us marched out with the flow of the wulfing.
Every bit of me shook, even my tongue shivered. Beyond the gate, the air didn’t move. Thick and stagnant, I found it hard to swallow, feeling as if I already faded from existence. The other two sus coughed and spat, flailing onto their knees. My legs wobbled, threatening to follow their example.