stillness natural laws has loomed scent with leaf-veins copper chains silvery netting I am a bound eventually the wind stirs someone has opened a window, separated the shades aromas of coffee dissolve the metallic links the webbed allure of nothingness the possibility of everything all at once I rouse to the sound and smell of liquid gold hitting the edge of my cup dream-stuff lingers sprinkling diamonds in the concrete weaving damask magic along my way  # Excerpt from the Wisp ...  Amy agreed and they made their way back to St. Cat. Their fight was over but neither felt much better. The trees blocked out most of the light coming through the clouds and the streets were empty. Foul weather made sure of that. They didn’t see another soul. Yet there persisted the oddest sense. One didn’t tell the other, but they both felt there was someone else out there. They took turns peering into black shadows.  St. Cat’s gates were closed tight. They unlocked a side door and passed through. The school was dark. Stone gargoyles perched on the upper turrets, shadowy outlines in the last specks of dusk. They rounded the school and the dormitory came into view. Most of the girls were already in the dining hall, but many had left on their room lights. A warm glow guided them home.  Amy opened a heavy door. It closed behind them with a sturdy thud. The click of the lock echoed through the stairway. They were safe from the prying eyes of twilight. Still the unease persisted. They climbed the stairs to their second-floor room. Bara opened the door and turned on the light. The room was empty. Amy crossed to the window and closed the curtains. Finally, they were alone. *The Wisp, and its sequel, the Tall Man, are available in paperback or kindle from Amazon.