One Step at a Time – A Books of Binding Flash Fiction
Ice crystals frosted the window, catching the early morning sun and splintering it across the palm of his hand. Alerich sat on the padded window seat and stared at the prism effect. The light was beautiful, but broken, diminished. Like him. He rested his head against the alcove and looked above the frost toward the cold ocean he could see rolling beyond the cliffs the house perched on. He had been so excited to see it last week. Had it only been a week? It felt like months had passed since he, Thomas, Fitz, and Elspeth had sped their way Read More …