The Moody Writer

a record of penned exorcisms of my soul

Stories

  • The Faerie Haunt

    It is a faerie-portal. I know it, I’ve always known it. The day I first saw it, sixteen years ago, when this area had nothing but this winding crystalline river and fields all around it, I had stopped in my tracks as my friends ran on ahead, calling out for me to run and finally… Read more