War

  Few people understand the true colors of war. They think only of the colors of their flag, their banners, and the medals that come afterward. They don't understand until faced with that moment when morals become entangled with fear, and everything blurs red. I've seen it over and over again. Scars must form quickly …

Magic

She stayed hidden behind the brush. Eden had told her not to follow, but they both knew that she would anyway. She just wanted to see the magic, the powers Eden had been talking about. She had heard that Eden wasn't human, but only when the old woman turned to face her with a wrinkled …