My Soul Remembers (My Saga)

There have been times in my life where the first thing I did every morning was step outside and breathe the fresh air of a place surrounded by the rest of the living world. The fresh air -warm and inviting in the summer, but crisp and powerful in the winter- filled my...

Finding The Tribe (Simon’s Saga)

SIMON STOOD LIGHTLY ON THE FALLEN TREE, A mass of wood big enough to be a small house if only it were hallow. But this one was definitely not hallow; Simon could feel it’s immensity by the way it met his gentle steps with the resolute presence of a mountain. How these...