We’re Watching

It was always darker in this part of the island. Shera couldn’t figure out why. The sun was almost always shining beautifully. Clouds were rarely seen in the sky. Yet it seemed much darker than in other parts of the little island. A chill breeze blew here that never...

The Little Stone

It was the darkest hour of the darkest night in the darkest part of the world. No one wanted to be out on the street when the sun went down. The moon and the stars never appeared after dark. Great winds always took up, raging across the little village, and not a...