
The ashes blew up from the fire as she gazed into the flames, tears making runnels in those ashes that kissed her face. She tried hard to think of his soul rising up with the sparks into the wind…
The ashes blew up from the fire as she gazed into the flames, tears making runnels in those ashes that kissed her face. She tried hard to think of his soul rising up with the sparks into the wind…
I write historical fantasy novels, mostly set in Ireland, and several other genres and pen names.