Is Magic Not Enough To

Celia Laughs And A Curl Of Her Hair Falls Across Her Cheek. Marco Tentatively Moves To Brush It Off Her Face, But Before His Fingers Reach Her, She Pushes Herself Off The Ledge, Her Silver Gown A Billowing Cloud As She Falls Onto The Pile Of Jewel-toned Cushions.

Like Stepping Into A Fairy Tale Under A Curtain Of Stars.

Good And Evil Are A Great Deal More Complex Than A Princess And A Dragon . . . Is Not The Dragon The Hero Of His Own Story?

You May Tell A Tale That Takes Up Residence In Someone's Soul

I Draft Quickly And Then Revise, A Lot.