Fanciful Oddities

Fantasy

Endless Circle

Myron could see the brilliant eyes glaring from the blackness.  “Run!” he shouted, grasping Jenny’s hand. He fled deeper into the eerie forest instinctively jumping fallen trees, winding vines and treacherous ground. Jenny flailed behind him like a rag doll. “Myron, wait,” she gasped, trying to catch her breath. “What…what’s wrong? Where are we going?” Not…

The Invitation

The card sailed about in the wind. It looped and swirled, gliding with the gentle breeze, and finally fluttered to the ground at Penelope’s feet. She picked it up. It appeared to be a business card. Stamped on its front was the emblem of a green shamrock and leprechaun hat. The card glittered as if…