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Samhain Tea By Leona Urbansky Melissa sat on the front porch swing, her legs tucked under her as it swayed gently. Her hands were curled around her mug of hot tea, the steam still rising from it. The air was a little colder today and she could see the leaves starting to fall. They'd turned a few weeks ago, making the forest around her a riot of colors. Samhain was soon, she realized. Shifting slightly, she tugged at the hem of her pants, pulling it down to cover her ankle from the slight...

The Sacrifice By Leona Urbansky The rain pelted her bare skin, slicing like tiny daggers and hurting almost as much as the ropes binding her wrists. Meredith fought to free her hands, desperate to escape the fate that had been placed on her since birth. They had always said she was promised to the gods, but it had been framed as metaphorical. Meredith thought that she would become a priestess, dedicating her life to the god of the tides, not a sacrifice. They pushed her forward...

The Horse Race By Leona Urbansky Lucy ran her fingers through her horse's mane, untangling the slight knots that had appeared since this morning when she combed it. Finishing with a pat on the neck, Lucy sat back and settled deeper into her seat. The mare dipped her head, rubbing her eye on her knee before looking up again, her ears flicking as she surveyed the other horses around her. Lucy glanced at her mother who stood off to the side. The older woman nodded with a smile, encouraging...