I don't expect to update this page very often. But occasionally I have ideas for little stories, so if I try writing those stories then they may show up here. Nothing here is necessarily complete.
These are my stories and I claim legal rights to them. You do not have permission to use them in any way. You are obviously free to read them.
"Your offering is sufficient. I can make it as it was, before you met her."
The healer fiddled with arcane instruments: measuring, assessing, calculating. Then she asked, "Would you like to view it before I proceed?"
"Why would I want to look at my own broken heart?"
"Some do. It is not a chance many get."
"Hmm, I guess so."
I regarded it in the strange mirror, for what felt like a long time. It looked like it had been through a lot.
Finally, she quietly asked, "Shall I start?"
"...no."