- Read these stories in any order, but you might like to start here first.
It was late in the afternoon, and cold. The mist was so thick I could barely see the looming granite outcrops that stood in a miles-long, irregular row. They were hunched against the waves, and one was just twenty feet … Continue reading
My eyes were sore. There were, in fact, many very beautiful stones. Still, not one of them was my little stone—my moon-colored agate. I couldn’t give up. I searched in a tight, expanding spiral around and away from its empty … Continue reading