Three Different Ways

Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths

  • Festive

    Keri’s entry for Sunday Scribblings #299: “Festive”

  • The Ten Rules of Witchdom

    I’m tired of the controversy, the battering back and forth over what rules, if any, witches should live by. I’ve tormented a few friends and found ten rules that will be sufficient for all witches, solitary or covenbound, free speaking or oathbound.

  • Shift

    There is a shift in the current. Imperceptible to any measuring device but deeply felt with every breath and heartbeat.

  • Health

    “It’s said that you know of runes.” The voice was filled with bluster and daring. “It’s said I know of many things, some I do, and some I don’t.”, was my reply. “I bring to you a challenge, runesciber. Would you dare to take it?” “And what challenge do you dare call me by that…

  • Fairytale

    I can’t do this. My head lowered gently onto the keyboard’s wrist rest. Anyone that has read anything I’ve written knows I can’t do this. Fuck. “Can’t? Or won’t?” The mocking voice sounded like mine, but did not come from my own mouth. Wary, I lift my head to find I wasn’t sitting in my…

  • 30 Fucks

    Where Keri fucks thirty ways. 174 words.

  • Skin Deep

    We were sitting side by side, my friend and I, watching the campfire outside my lair in silent contentment. He was playing around with his latest trick, and unnerving me completely in the process. He teased me about it, noting that only his appearance had changed, so why was I upset? I turned to try…

  • The Bloom of the Lotus Eye

    The water came up to my waist, As I sat in the cool clinging mud. In my hands was a growing lotus, Not yet ready to emerge from its bud. The roots grew over my crossed legs, Around waist and up my covered chest. Draped over my back and arms, Over my head they crowned…

  • Jupiter’s Wink

    Late last night, I took out the trash as part of my Before Bed habits. The cold wind quickly stripped my T-shirted self of warmth as I dashed around to the trashcans. Turning my back to the wind for a moment, I looked up to see the Moon shining quite bright above me, and Jupiter…

  • The Fledgling

    I entered the dream walking from the wilderness to the fire before my lair. I was looking forward to getting some sleep and wanted my mind to be as comfortable as my sleeping body in my room. I was met at the fire by Snake, who had been on his own adventures and was resting…

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