Inspiring Faith and Creativity & Exploring the Arts through a Spiritual Lens
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…
~ by Keturah Lamb It had been many years since Miss Polly Plummer was a young child. Many years ago. Life wouldn't be giving her too many more years. Polly raised her wrinkled hands before…
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…
Standing on a second story balcony overlooking the outer walls of Tashbaan, Susan stared up into the night sky with tear-dampened cheeks, watching the haunting but beautiful red auroras roll across the hot dry desert…
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…
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…
~ by Veronica Lynn Morgon awoke with a start to find that she was, quite literally, left standing on the outside. She was all alone and in almost utter darkness. The only light present was…
Even though Tolkien disliked a literary work being analyzed in reference to its author’s life, he admitted that “[a]n author cannot…remain wholly unaffected by his experience” (Tolkien, 2011, p. xxii). And since in his life…
The next day, Lucy was skipping to keep up with Peter’s long strides. “I wonder what Father Christmas will bring us this year,” she said. “I’d love some good Narnia cloth.” Peter cleared his throat.…
One day, like many others, Edmund came home to find the girls and Mrs. Pevensie in the kitchen, getting supper ready. “Where’s Pete?” he asked. “In the garden,” Susan answered. “Call him in, would you,…
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