The Singing Lake by Meg Smith

The Singing Lake Meg Smith Hearts of ice float, and between them, measures of sky — clouds, holding worlds and songs, of the boy who fell, the girl who laughed with her friend at midnight on the rocky shore. These are migrant oceans, a…

Episode Nine – Return to the Ocean

“Grief is the price one must pay if one is to love.” – Abbot Llewellyn Vir “No!” Taja screamed and fell to her knees. Her eyes clouded in tears and confusion. The mental likeness of the bloody knife stained her consciousness, and the shrill…

Episode Four – The Siren

“The siren’s song possesses the charms of the ocean and the treachery of its depths.” -The Lady, Tarot Ranseur The parson drew the little girl aside, wringing his weathered hands as he looked at her. Her large eyes were filled with trust, and it…