About the book:
Fairy tales in Split Vision.
(From the Introduction, by Deena Fisher)
These stories are as varied in style and genre as fairy tales have been throughout the ages. Some contain magic and some just are magic. They’re beautiful stories written by amazing authors and edited by a lover of fairy tales.
Short story anthology.
Drollerie Press LLC, April 2009.
Shadows stretched long over the ground, unwound caricatures of the leafless, sweeping branches above. All the leaves lay thick on the mossy ground, silent and still in the late autumn weather. Tender rays of blue-grey moonlight lined dark trunks, traced the edges of the ancient forest.
The dream-drinker peered out from the inky-dark center of a hollowed out tree, scanning the wood for signs of movement. It had no desire to be seen, to be found. Not tonight. The moon hung pregnant and full in the sky; a perfect night for feeding. And it was hungry. Caution held the creature still, however. Moments ticked by one-by-one as it observed the quiet wood. The dream-drinker leaned out of its hole.
A twig snapped on the ground.
As if zapped by fear, the drinker darted back into the sanctity of its’ hollowed out tree. Its’ heart thudded hard against the walls of its tiny chest. Leaning out from its hole, it glared out into the wood.
A slender doe stole between the trunks. She paused, aware of her observation, then strode on, unconcerned. The drinker had lived there for far too long. She slid between the black trees, disappearing. The dream-drinker leaned further out from its hole, then slipped into the night.