“He told us all about how sinners were going to Hell. I guess we all believed that already. Then he described it some and told us how the only thing keeping the wicked on this earth and out of Hell was God’s hand, and how He was getting so angry at them he’s liable to… Read more

BY ASHUTOSH JHA ASHUTOSH All the spells that hardly anyone remembered, they all were at your finger-tips. You’re so intelligent, you’re so bold. Read more

BY AVELLINA BALESTRI “She deserves you,” he admitted quietly. “You’re the very best sort of second best there is.” Read more

BY KARL GUSTEL WARNBERG Even though he failed at Divinity, his legacy has left us with undeniably rich insights into the gift of faith. Read more

By Amanda Pizzolatto Word Count: 2479 Rating: G Summary: A fairy tale retold starring the characters from Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicle. Sakura glanced at her father. “What do you mean, you made a deal with him?” Her father shrugged. “He seems like a nice fellow, he’s just as lonely as you are. I figured you could do… Read more

BY ACONITUM-NAPELLUS She would look at her hands and wonder why her blood and her bones had been spared that freakish abnormality. Read more

BY MARTINA JURICKOVA Through their art they wanted to “re-establish sanity, cleanliness, and the love of real and true beauty in everyone’s breast”. Read more

BY AMANDA PIZZOLATTO “You are not going to lose to this thing,” I said, “do you hear me? You are not going to lose. If you must, look at me as you let go.” Read more

By S. Dorman Word Count: 718 Rating: G Summary: A story set in Tolkien’s Silmarillion. ‘Twas in autumn on the borders of Beleriand when, astride his golden mount, came Finrod Felegund. He was parted from the hunters as they rode far in the land. Trees of the vale were as flames of gold, of crimson,… Read more

By Lawrence Hall Word Count: Rating: G Summary: A poem about the “January thaw.” No spring is false when warm, sweet sunlight falls Upon the weathered field and woods and walls And frogs shake off the mud with much to sing While lizards leap and little bees take wing.   No spring is false when… Read more

“You will not threaten the boy,” he growled. “He may have a way of working his mouth, and I might have the right to tan his hide for it often enough, but you will not threaten a student under my charge.” Read more

BY AVELLINA BALESTRI “Why…must they always…torture me? They…they want to see my…reaction…and I can’t control it…anymore…” Read more

BY M.C. PEHRSON “Tell us how you came to have such faith. Tell us everything just as it happened, just as you remember it.” Read more

Our Spring Issue is going to be based on C.S. Lewis’ works! These include (but are by no means limited to) the following: The Chronicles of Narnia, The Great Divorce, Mere Christianity, The Screwtape Letters, The Space Trilogy, Till We Have Faces, etc. We are looking for everything including biographies, explanations, fanfiction, memoirs, poetry, reviews, speculation, theories, and more. This… Read more

“I first came to Belgium to fight in the last war. What happened that first Christmas was so extraordinary that I’ll never forget it.” Read more

By Lawrence Hall Word Count: 87 Rating: G Summary: A poem digesting what Epiphany would be like today. How, then, does one transfer a holy day? The Magi reschedule their appointments, The camels are re-booked with a penalty, King Herod’s social secretary sighs And jots a note for the distribution list (Holy Innocents will die… Read more

BY SARAH LEVESQUE “Growing up all at once and growing up slowly, then returning… those are completely different.” Read more

BY ANNE MARIE GAZZOLO “Now, Mr. Frodo dear, don’t you be staying up too late now, as you know they’ll keep you up until all hours when they come.” Read more

By Amanda Pizzolatto Word Count: 3540 Rating: G Summary: Another of Amanda’s Crossover stories. A Quiet Evening Bran Davies let out a breath. Well, here it goes. He was going to step out of this room a mere boy, though he was the son of Arthur, and by the end of the day, he would… Read more

“You don’t pick your friends because they can do something for you,” Harry shot back. “You do it because you care about them, and they care about you. That’s it.” Read more