I’m happy to be hosting another Egg-cerpt Exchange! Please help me to welcome *lizzie starr…
“Don’t be afraid.”“I’m not,” she whispered.”Open your eyes.”The voice, a clear tenor, ran with the power of magic. Had one of Faerie found her? Someone from another clan? Was this for whom she waited? Tremors chased each other down her spine. Slowly, she opened her eyes and looked around cautiously. There was no one in the glade.”What foolishness is this? Where are you?””I’m here.””Where?””Find me.”She rose and followed the soft echoes of the voice to the far side of the glade. A blurry haze hovered a few inches above the grass and flowers. She lifted one hand toward the pale golden glow, reaching to touch, to discover what magic created such a small disruption in the clear air.
“What will I find?”
About *lizzie starr
*lizzie made up games and stories to keep her company as a child. So, a witch lived in Grampa’s weather research station and was only held at bay by waving a certain weed. An ancient road grader morphed boat carrying wild adventurers to islands filled with sheep that turned into lions and cannibals.
Now, the stories of her imagination have found their way to paper and pixels. Filled with fantasy and love, these tales take her far from the mundane world.
When *lizzie has to return to that mundane life, she’s *the Lunch Lady* at a private school.
|art nouveau male fairy brooch by Sliver b3|