Ever Vigilant
Her feet crunched against the autumn leaves, the “crunch” the only sound for miles. The fog…she knew the fog was coming. The ominous arms stretching out to strangle her…there was no way she could outrun…
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More than Memory
Is there a day when bruises heal, War's fingerprints cease to reveal A frail survivor left alone, The loneliness that I now feel? - And is this grieving all my own, Locked within my skin…
An Inspiration for My Life: The Story of St. Gianna Molla
In the picture taped above my desk, she’s wearing a flowered dress and white sweater, with her dark hair brushed neatly back from her forehead. She’s looking serenely off into the distance, but I…
The Anointing of David: A Villanelle
The scent of oil is rising from my hair; The prophet’s words hurl flames upon my mind. Beneath the gaze of God, king’s crown I bear. - Before the prophet’s eyes my soul is bare;…
Recusants of Middle-Earth: A Lord of the Rings Poem
Hobbits of the country Shire (Pilgrims with crude farming tools) Servants of the Secret Fire (Priests concealed in stifling holes) – Ring of Power from Sauron’s hand (Becket’s ring King Henry claimed) Darkness falling o’er…
The Ghost’s Conscience: A Character Study of the Persian in "The Phantom of the Opera"
Many people are familiar with the haunting mystery/horror story that is French writer Gaston Leroux’s Phantom of the Opera. They know of the ill-fated obsession that Erik, a brilliant yet malformed musician, held…
I Will Be a Hero
Author's Note: This story is based on an experience that Admiral Nelson allegedly had when in his teens, after being invalided home from the East Indies with what was almost certainly malaria. During the voyage…
Catherine Stewart Interview
Teenage author and apologist, Catherine Stewart took the time to tell us at I&F a little bit about her recently published book How To Become A Heroic Catholic (2014). Here she explains her inspiration for…
Estel: A Lord of the Rings Story
Her skin was paler than the clouds that had shrouded Imladris from the sun these past months. She was fading from his grasp, like snow melting as it impacted his palm. “I choose a…
The Crossroads: A Lord of the Rings Poem
Silence reigns upon this land Beneath the Shadow’s grim command, Save thunder rolling off the hills, A bleak portent that give us chills. The trembling earth beneath our feet Seems to warn of our defeat;…