BY MIKE FLYNN I love the way in which this adaptation shows the changes, as our heroine adventures through the different seasons, and how… Read more

Can fly up to the heavens and around the earth. As prayers, whispers, letters, books, and songs, and poetry, the quiet voice of God… Read more

Marinette glanced up and let out a screech. There, crouching on the balcony, was Chat Noir with that signature grin on his face.  Read more

We spoke of it often in the years before, the end of our world in the first great war. Read more

Finally, as he had done every year on this date, he lifted the blue cloth to display one of the few relics of his greatest friend that remained. Read more

BY BETH FLYNN The night frees our minds to process everything that we have experienced, from the smallest, most mundane task. Read more

“We must pass through dark waters, before we reach the sweet.” Said Van Helsing as with heavy heart, and aching feet… Read more

BY MIKE FLYNN I’ve stumbled across more and more evidence that leads me to believe that at least some of the claims that are made about… Read more

This morning I had planned to clear and burn, more of that summer-fallen live-oak tree; that giver of firewood against the winter cold. Read more

BY SYEDA KAUSAR As someone who is a descendant of Imam Hussain (Peace Be Upon Him), the pain somewhat hits home. Read more

We kiss the frame of an icon because. We pray for a Breath of the Eternal. We gaze upon an icon because… Read more

The door of a quaint little house opened, and a teen entered, his mouth covered with a scarf and a hood over his head… Read more

BY AVELLINA BALESTRI The whole Battle of Stirling made me feel kind of adrift and apathetic about who was doing what. Read more

She came from an affluent and strict family, whom Father Flaherty was very close to. Carol Ann Murphy was, by all accounts… Read more

There are two forces at work when the sun sets on Halloween, one dark, the other light. They are often at war with each other… Read more

On Halloween night, when the old folk take fright and the children are snug in their beds. The Faerie and Goblins all take… Read more

The discipline of reading at least one poem each day. The meter started getting rough aboard. A scheduled poetic three-minute tour… Read more

Hurt. A Small Word… “Does it still hurt, Frodo?” Pip swaddled him in blankets. Hurt. A small word – more fitted to… Read more

BY AVELLINA BALESTRI St. Teresa of Avila puts me in touch with Christ through her ecstatic longing for union with a lover. Read more

BY CHRIS S. (ALIAS WEREWOLFKING350) In the middle of the night, he awakened in a cold sweat… Read more