His Daughter: A Chronicles of Narnia Story
~ by Kendra E. Ardnek When Ramandu had first been given the task of guarding the island and the stone knife, he had been very old and desired only solitude. But he was not so…
Inspiring Faith and Creativity & Exploring the Arts through a Spiritual Lens
~ by Kendra E. Ardnek When Ramandu had first been given the task of guarding the island and the stone knife, he had been very old and desired only solitude. But he was not so…
Jan. 20, 2018 My dear Wormwood, I agree, many things about the current situation have worked tremendously to our benefit, and in some cases have exceeded our expectations. I would urge you, however, to keep…
The night was dark and full of terrors. It had grown darker yet at the Purple Wedding, when Joffrey, the mad boy king, had finally met the end everyone knew he deserved, gulping down…
~ by Donna Ferguson Dudley Once, two sons of Adam, two daughters of Eve, Began a great journey, to fulfill prophecy! In London, war-threatened children could not remain, So with love their Mum sent them,…
~ by Michael J. Carroll Why did C.S. Lewis never convert to Roman Catholicism? C.S. Lewis instinctively grasped the concept of the preternatural, the place between heaven and Earth where souls are won and lost.…
By Amanda Pizzolatto (alias Aurora Mandeville) Word Count: 31845 Rating: PG for scary situations Summary: Nico Di Angelo, son of Hades, is used to being alone, until one day a girl with auburn hair waltzes…
MY LORDS, LADIES, AND GENTLEMEN: "Get your head out of that book!" "Come back to reality!" "You can't solve the world's problems by ignoring them!" "Just what good is fantasy, anyway?" If you are a…
I was a rather serious, odd little child. I had a deep alertness when it came to my own conscience, which manifested in facial expressions I could never really manage to hide. So, when my…
James and Michael Kay were exploring in the attic. It was always an exciting thing to do, especially on rainy summer days like this. There seemed to be no end to the piles of boxes.…
The snow was soft as fur Angel-winged and white A hand-brush with forever Dazzling and bright - That wardrobe held our wish That gushed forth liked a stream And birthed a wondrous world With daring…
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