Phe, Chapter 7: The Clockmaker’s Daughter

After the Landowner’s body is taken away, I shift and drift out into the gardens of the hospice house. Water bubbles and sings as it flows over the rocks in the fountain. The sounds make a melody over the rhythm of the patients’ breathing inside the house. From here I can watch my fellow death…

Phe, Chapter 4: The Teenager

4: The Teenager If you look up the trunk of a tall pine tree to your right, you’ll find me sitting on a limb way up in the canopy. This is east Tennessee and the Appalachian mountains are giving their best fall show. It’s one of my favorite places to be this time of year….