It’s about four in the morning. The silver glow of the full moon made it look like a weird parallel universe, well it is in a way. I’m standing in the clearing of a forest that was new to me. I was never in this part of the country before.  We Northerners only ever stayed up north where we knew we would be safe. Cold but safe. Not that we’re afraid - we just don’t like associating ourselves in the business of others. It was always snowing at home even in the summer. The landscape was very bleak. Very white, sometimes a bit gray. It made the walls surrounding the castle look even darker than they were. The castle was huge - twelve stories tall. It housed just my family, our servants and a priest. My people have their houses out in the bailey. My father always told me that the secret to keeping your people happy is to be fair, kind and generous. All of which I am. The proof? All my people are loyal to my name.

Autumn Leaves

As we say farewell to the evanescent joy of summer, autumn arrives in all its glory and full spectrum of colours. From a very young age I felt an unexplicable happiness as autumn began approaching. It brought and still brings a sense of melancholy but at the same time it brings the promise of a new start, the same way leaves gradually change colours with the seasons I believe people do too. 

There are endless reasons I adore autumn. Each and every year it begins with the morning dew, tall grass dancing with the blowing wind and the sun shinning through the rusty autumn leaves and everything looks so beautifully made and indeed for a couple of moments it feels as if everything is right in the world. 

Hello :) I'm not usually one for going first, but I was going to have to get it over with sooner or later, so I'm glad I..."volunteered". So anyways, I've decided to write something completely made up, because things that aren't real are always more awesome than things that are. I'd have a unicorn over a horse any day, wouldn't you? So, here goes, enjoy! :) 

- Liv 

"Now look, you see? There's no such thing as ground-sharks". Abbi watched her father jump around her blue carpet and giggled. He laughed and pulled her into a hug. "Are those nightmares still keeping you up?" he said, kissing the top of her head. She nodded into her daddy's stomach, and hugged him tighter. He kneeled down to be level with her, and told her that the nightmares would stop very soon and that it was just something that little boys and girls go through. He told her that there was no shame in being scared, and to come to him anytime with her worries. She smiled and nodded, and went to get ready for bed once again.